Dirt
C - F - Am - F - G
C
1. You get your hands in it, plant
your roots in it,
F - Am
- F - G
dusty
head lights dance with your boots in it (dirt).
C
You write her name on it, spin your tires on
it,
F - Am
build
your corn field, whiskey, bonfires on it (dirt).
- F - G
You bet your life on it.
C
It’s that elm shade red roads clay you grew up on,
F
that plowed
up ground that your dad damned his luck on,
C
that post game party field you
circled up on,
- F
and when it rains you get stuck on.
C
Drifting clouds back behind county roads that you run up,
F
the mud on her jeans that she
peeled off and hung up,
C Am F
her blue eyed summer time smile looks
so good that it hurts.
Am
Makes you wanna build A
10 percent down
G C
white picket fence house on this
dirt.
C
2. You’ve mixed some sweat with
it, taken a shovel to it,
F
you’ve
stuck some crosses and some painted
- Am
goal
posts through it (dirt).
F
You know you came from it (dirt),
G
and
some day you’ll return to ....
F
+ CHORUS +
(dirt)
Am
- F
+ You know you came from it (dirt)
G
and
some day you'll return to it.
+ CHORUS
Am
+ Makes you wanna build A 10 percent down
G C F
white
picket fence house on this dirt (dirt).
Am - F
You know you came from it,
- C
and
some day you’ll return to it.
(orig. = capo 2nd) (Florida
Georgia Line)