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  • You get your hands in it
    Plant your roots in it
    Dusty head light, dance with your boots in it (dirt)
    You write her name on it
    Spin your tires on it
    Build your corn field, whiskey, bonfires on it (dirt)
    You bet your life on it, yeah
    It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
    That post game party field you circle up on
    And when it rains you get stuck on
    Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    You've mixed some sweat with it
    Taking a shovel to it
    You've stuck some crosses and some painted
    Goal posts through it (dirt)
    You know you came from it (dirt)
    And some day you'll return to
    Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
    That post game party field you circle up on
    And when it rains you get stuck on
    Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    You know you came from it
    And some day you'll return to
    Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
    That post game party field you circle up on
    And when it rains you get stuck on
    Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    You know you came from it
    And some day you'll return to it
  • [00:16.47] You get your hands in it
    [00:18.60] Plant your roots in it
    [00:20.64] Dusty head light, dance with your boots in it (dirt)
    [00:32.41] You write her name on it
    [00:34.39] Spin your tires on it
    [00:36.47] Build your corn field, whiskey, bonfires on it (dirt)
    [00:42.23] You bet your life on it, yeah
    [00:47.12] It's that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    [00:51.31] That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
    [00:55.21] That post game party field you circle up on
    [00:59.84] And when it rains you get stuck on
    [01:02.87] Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    [01:06.97] And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    [01:10.95] Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    [01:17.57] Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    [01:27.57] You've mixed some sweat with it
    [01:29.43] Taking a shovel to it
    [01:31.36] You've stuck some crosses and some painted
    [01:33.73] Goal posts through it (dirt)
    [01:37.42] You know you came from it (dirt)
    [01:40.74] And some day you'll return to
    [01:42.63] Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    [01:46.26] That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
    [01:50.32] That post game party field you circle up on
    [01:54.82] And when it rains you get stuck on
    [01:57.97] Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    [02:01.94] And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    [02:05.98] Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    [02:12.62] Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    [02:26.48] You know you came from it
    [02:31.82] And some day you'll return to
    [02:33.91] Elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on
    [02:37.48] That plowed up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
    [02:41.30] That post game party field you circle up on
    [02:46.11] And when it rains you get stuck on
    [02:49.02] Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up
    [02:53.18] And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up
    [02:57.10] Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts
    [03:03.85] Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    [03:11.80] Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white picket fence house on this dirt
    [03:25.44] You know you came from it
    [03:30.83] And some day you'll return to it