Damn, Its Hump Day already! Happy Wednesday All! Another day at work, making the American dream come true. So many things on my mind, but I will not put them in print. I slept like crap last night, so it may be a multiple cup of coffee day.
My workout today seemed a little harder than usual. I got through it, broke a nice sweat, and now my arms and abs are like jello. Its a good thing though, only tells me I am getting stronger every day.
I'm looking forward at a weekend at the reserve center. Extra money, and a time for me focus on things other than my life.
Oh well, life goes on... Have a great day all, and just remember, Through struggles comes victory!
Dirt Road Anthem
Written by Brantley Gilbert and Colt Ford
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
Back in the day Potts farm was the place to go
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road
Jump the barbed wire, spread the word
Light the bonfire then call the girls
King in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack 'n' Jim were a few good men
Where you learned how to kiss and cuss, and fight too
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she said
Ain't it funny how rumors spread
Like I know something y'all don't know
Man, that talk is getting old
You better mind your business man, watch your mouth
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
I'm tired of talking, man, y'all ain't listening
Them ol' dirt roads is what y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
I sit back and think about them good old days
The way we were raised in our southern ways
And we like cornbread and biscuits
And if it's broke 'round here, we fix it
I can take y'all where you need to go
Down to my hood, back in them woods
We do it different round here, that's right
But we sure do it good and we do it all night
So if you really want to know how it feels
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels
Jump on in and, man, tell your friends
We'll raise some hell where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
My workout today seemed a little harder than usual. I got through it, broke a nice sweat, and now my arms and abs are like jello. Its a good thing though, only tells me I am getting stronger every day.
I'm looking forward at a weekend at the reserve center. Extra money, and a time for me focus on things other than my life.
Oh well, life goes on... Have a great day all, and just remember, Through struggles comes victory!
Dirt Road Anthem
Written by Brantley Gilbert and Colt Ford
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
Back in the day Potts farm was the place to go
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road
Jump the barbed wire, spread the word
Light the bonfire then call the girls
King in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack 'n' Jim were a few good men
Where you learned how to kiss and cuss, and fight too
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she said
Ain't it funny how rumors spread
Like I know something y'all don't know
Man, that talk is getting old
You better mind your business man, watch your mouth
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
I'm tired of talking, man, y'all ain't listening
Them ol' dirt roads is what y'all missing
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires
I sit back and think about them good old days
The way we were raised in our southern ways
And we like cornbread and biscuits
And if it's broke 'round here, we fix it
I can take y'all where you need to go
Down to my hood, back in them woods
We do it different round here, that's right
But we sure do it good and we do it all night
So if you really want to know how it feels
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels
Jump on in and, man, tell your friends
We'll raise some hell where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back, swerving like I'm George Jones
Smoke rolling out the window
An ice cold beer sitting in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turning off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride
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