Luke Bryan
Lyricist: Ben Hayslip, Dallas Davidson, Luke Bryan & Rhett Akins Composer: Ben Hayslip, Dallas Davidson, Luke Bryan & Rhett Akins
Me and daddy'd ride around all day shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet
Old lab would jump out the back and fetch them up
We would drive for miles and miles and never once hit blacktop or change the dial
One little country station was all there was
Checking gates, fixing fence and roads
That is 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 Dixie Land delight
Riding round, windows down on a summer night
I was there, 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
There's no curve or a straight away we didn't fly down
It was not 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
Wish I knew where that old truck was
If it could talk, it could tell about 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 Dixie Land delight
Riding round, windows down on a summer night
I was there, that was me
It's right here in my dirt road diary
It's not a book underneath my bed
Just a dusty memory lane in my head
Tan legs and some Dixie land delight, riding round, windows down on a summer night
I was there, that was me
It's right here in my dirt road diaries
Just ride around this little town and you will see how I wrote my dirt road diary