Dirt We Were Raised On

Yeah, we drank on it Cranked some Hank on it Got a little crazy, raised a little hell on it Yeah, learned to pray, learned to cuss Throw a party, throw a punch Ain't no hiding where we're from It's on our boots, it's on our trucks It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up It was out in the fields, on them old backroads It covers this town like it covers my soul Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood Yeah, as deep as these roots run We'll never be too far gone From the dirt we were raised on Dirt we were raised on Bailed some hay on it Asked God to rain on it We met 'em at the gate when they tried to put an interstate on it Yeah, we got lost, we got found And we got high and we got down And every time we rolled into town It's on our boots, it's on our trucks It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up It was out in the fields, on them old backroads It covers this town like it covers my soul Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood Yeah, as deep as these roots run We'll never be too far gone From the dirt we were raised on Dirt we were raised on Yeah, we drank on it Cranked some Hank on it Got a little crazy, raised hell on it It's on our boots, it's on our trucks It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up It was out in the fields, on them old backroads It covers this town like it covers my soul Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood Yeah, as deep as these roots run We'll never be too far gone From the dirt we were raised on Dirt we were raised on Yeah, it's the red stuff flying in the back of a truck bed Goin' out as far as you can get Windows down, turned up to a country song That's the dirt we were raised on Sunsets and a bullet hole stop sign Getting down on the back of a forty five Yeah, that's how we do it all night long That's the dirt we were raised on That's the dirt we were raised on That's the dirt we were raised on That's the dirt we were raised on --- Dirt We Were Raised On - Jason Aldean