Florida Georgia Line - Dirt

^DYou get your hands in it Plant your roots in it ^GDusty head lights dance with your boots in it^Bm7 (dirt) ^{G A D}You write her name on it Spin your tires on it ^GBuild your corn field, whiskey Bonfires on it ^Bm7(dirt) You bet your life on it ^{G A}

^DIts that elm shade Red roads clay you grew up on ^GThat plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on ^AThat post game party field You circled up on ^Bm7And when it rains ^AYou get stuck on ^DDrift a cloud back Behind county roads That you run up ^GThe mud on her jeans That she peeled off And hung up ^AHer blue eyed Summer time smile ^Bm7Looks so good that it ^Ghurts Makes you wanna build ^Bm7A 10 percent down ^AWhite picket fence house on this ^Ddirt

^DYou?ve mixed some sweat with it Taken a shovel to it ^GYou?ve stuck some crosses and some painted Goal posts through it^Bm7 (dirt) You know you came from it ^G(dirt) ^AAnd some day you?ll return to

^DThis elm shade Red roads clay you grew up on ^GThat plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on ^AThat post game party field You circled up on ^Bm7And when it rains ^AYou get stuck on ^DDrift a cloud back Behind county roads That you run up ^GThe mud on her jeans That she peeled off And hung up ^AHer blue eyed Summer time smile ^Bm7Looks so good that it ^Ghurts Makes you wanna build ^Bm7A 10 percent down ^AWhite picket fence house on this ^Ddirt

^G(dirt) ^Bm7You know you cam from it (d^Girt) And ^Asome day you'll return to it

^Dthis elm shade Red roads clay you grew up on ^GThat plowed up ground That your dad Damned his luck on ^AThat post game party field You circled up on ^Bm7And when it rains ^AYou get stuck on ^DDrift a cloud back Behind county roads That you run up ^GThe mud on her jeans That she peeled off And hung up ^AHer blue eyed Summer time smile ^Bm7Looks so good that it ^Ghurts Makes you wanna build ^Bm7A 10 percent down ^AWhite picket fence house on this ^Ddirt

^Bm7A 10 percent down ^AWhite picket fence house on this ^Ddirt (d^Girt) ^Bm7You know you came from it ^G And some day you?ll return to it^D