Dirt Road Anthem Lyrics - Halfway To Heaven - Brantley Gilbert

(feat. Colt Ford) 

[Brantley Gilbert:] 

yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. 

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones 

Smoke rollin' out the window 

An ice cold beer sittin in the console. 

Memory Lane up in the headlights. 

got me reminiscing on the good times 

said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right 

hittin easy street on mud tires 

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[Colt Ford:] 

back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go 

load the truck up hit the dirt road 

Jump the barbwire, spread the word 

light the bon fire, then call the girls 

king in the can, and the Marlboro man 

jack and gin were a few good men 

we 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 

it aint as funny how rumors spread 

like i know somethin ya'll dont know 

man this shit is gettin old 

man mind your business watch your mouth 

before i have to knock your loud ass out 

no time for talkin ya'll aint listenin 

them old dirt road is what ya'll missing 

[Brantley Gilbert:] 

yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. 

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones 

Smoke rollin' out the window 

An ice cold beer sittin in the console. 

Memory Lane up in the headlights. 

got me reminiscing on the good times 

said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right 

hittin easy street on mud tires 

[Colt Ford:] 

I sit back and think about them good ole days 

the way we were raised and our southern ways 

we like corn bread and biscuits 

and if its broke round here we fix it 

see i can take ya'll where you need to go 

down to my hood or back in them woods 

we do it different round here thats right 

but we sho do it good and we do it all night 

so if you really wanna know how it feels 

to get off the road and truck with four wheels 

jump on in tell ya friends 

that well be raisin hell where the black top ends 

[Brantley Gilbert:] 

yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. 

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones 

Smoke rollin' out the window 

An ice cold beer sittin in the console. 

Memory Lane up in the headlights. 

got me reminiscing on the good times 

said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right 

hittin easy street on mud tires 

[Brantley Gilbert:] 

I was brought up in a small town in North Georgia 

raised on southern baptist morals 

in a front row pew for the Sunday roll call 

now everybody praise the lord 

i grew up learned how to hunt and fish 

bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss 

a life without work that's just a myth 

never listen when they talkin shit 

my dad taught me how to stand my ground 

be a man boy and never back down 

don't start up something but if he's talking trash 

you better throw the first punch and whip his ass 

now be somebody, make a name for yourself 

life is hard, you go through hell 

there comes a time when you've got to slow down 

that's what we doing lets go 

[Brantley Gilbert:] 

yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. 

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones 

Smoke rollin' out the window 

An ice cold beer sittin in the console. 

Memory Lane up in the headlights. 

got me reminiscing on the good times 

said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right 

hittin easy street on mud tires