Dirt Road Diary

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Me and daddy ride around all day Shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet Ol lab would jump out the back and fetch em up We'd drive for miles and miles And never once hit black top or change the dial One little country station was all there was Checkin gates, fixin fence rows That's how my story goes If you want to know the real me Just turn the page in my dirt road diary It's right there for you to see Every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory Tan legs and some Dixieland Delight Ridin round windows down on a summer night I was there and there and that was me It's right here in my dirt road diary I remember when I turned sixteen I got a license and some gasoline Ain't a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down If it wasn't the boys it was me and her By fire in a field or down by the river Every inch of that county was sacred ground I wish I knew where that old truck was If it could talk it could tell on us If you want to know the real me Just turn the page in my dirt road diary It's right there for you to see Every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory Tan legs and some Dixieland Delight Ridin round windows down on a summer night I was there and there and that was me It's right here in my dirt road diary It ain't a book underneath my bed Just a dusty memory lane in my head, yeah Tan legs and some Dixieland Delight Ridin round windows down on a summer night I was there and there and that was me It's right here in my dirt road diaries Just ride around this little town and you'll see How I wrote my dirt road diary