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Diesel (feat. Earl Dibbles Jr.)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Granger Smith
Granger Smith
Background Vocals
Earl Dibbles Jr.
Earl Dibbles Jr.
Vocals
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Derek George
Derek George
Background Vocals
Frank Rogers
Frank Rogers
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Granger Smith
Granger Smith
Composer
Derek George
Derek George
Composer
Frank Rogers
Frank Rogers
Composer
Monty Criswell
Monty Criswell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earl Dibbles Jr.
Earl Dibbles Jr.
Producer
Austin Outlaw
Austin Outlaw
Producer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Recording Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I'm Earl Dibbles Jr, I'm a country boy Sun's up and I'm workin' Time to put my boots on Time to strap on them overalls and put a good dip in It's time to, you know, crank it up Detroit Cummins Powerstroking Duramax Turbo whirling, burning coal up a hot stack A pretty Prius from the city ain't got that So why drive that? Huh, shoot It's for the backwoods tractor pulling country folk You can't miss 'em, hear they whistle when they blowing smoke Hauling everything from hay bales to bass boats It ain't no joke, nope Yeah, we love smoking that diesel It screams out freedom like a big bald eagle (hey) Like a rooster on a June bug beetle Country boys are led foot lethal Hallelujah, chrome stacks like a steeple All my yee yee people Love smoking that diesel You can pour it on some pine on a Saturday night Crack a cold one, get it going with a match strike Country girls look pretty in the firelight Man, that's what I like, you know that's right Yeah, we love smoking that diesel It screams out freedom like a big bald eagle (hey) Like a rooster on a June bug beetle Country boys are led foot lethal Hallelujah, chrome stacks like a steeple All my yee yee people (yee yee) Love smoking that diesel Talking farmer tan, Skoal can, Bandit and the Snowman Making them tree huggers choke Loaded up rifle rack, black barbwire tat That everybody knows goes It goes all the way around of course Yee yee Yeah, I love smoking that diesel It screams out freedom like a big bald eagle (hey) Like a rooster on a June bug beetle Country boys are led foot lethal Hallelujah, chrome stacks like a steeple All my yee yee people Love smoking that diesel Yeah, we love smoking that diesel, yes we do Yee yee
Writer(s): Derek George, Monty Criswell, Granger Smith, Frank Rogers, Taylor Delmar Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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