Dirt

 D G Bm7 G A

[Verse 1]

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


[Chorus]

D
Its that elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on
G
That plowed up ground

That your dad

Damned his luck on
A
That post game party field

You circled up on
Bm7
And when it rains
A
You get stuck on
D
Drift a cloud back

Behind county roads

That you run up
G
The mud on her jeans

That she peeled off

And hung up
A
Her blue eyed

Summer time smile
Bm7                   G
Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A                                D
White picket fence house on this dirt


[Verse 2]

D
You?ve mixed some sweat with it

Taken a shovel to it
G
You?ve stuck some crosses and some painted
                     Bm7
Goal posts through it (dirt)
                          G
You know you came from it (dirt)
A
And some day you?ll return to


[Chorus]

D
This elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on
G
That plowed up ground

That your dad

Damned his luck on
A
That post game party field

You circled up on
Bm7
And when it rains
A
You get stuck on
D
Drift a cloud back

Behind county roads

That you run up
G
The mud on her jeans

That she peeled off

And hung up
A
Her blue eyed

Summer time smile
Bm7                   G
Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A                                D
White picket fence house on this dirt


G
(dirt)

Bm7                        G
You know you cam from it (dirt)
    A
And some day you'll return to it


[Chorus]

D
this elm shade

Red roads clay you grew up on
G
That plowed up ground

That your dad

Damned his luck on
A
That post game party field

You circled up on
Bm7
And when it rains
A
You get stuck on
D
Drift a cloud back

Behind county roads

That you run up
G
The mud on her jeans

That she peeled off

And hung up
A
Her blue eyed

Summer time smile
Bm7                   G
Looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A                                D
White picket fence house on this dirt


Makes you wanna build
Bm7
A 10 percent down
A                                D
White picket fence house on this dirt
  G
(dirt)
Bm7                          G
You know you came from it
                                D
And some day you?ll return to it