Grew Up on a Dirt Road
Well I can change a tire
And I always clean my plate
I can fix damn near anything
With twine and some duct tape
I always say yes sir
Please and thank you ma'am
Don't care if you like me
I am the way I am
Cause I grew up on a dirt road
Out there on our own
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone
To call home
Be back when we're done
One for all, all for one
Where I come from
If you wonder why I don't need no hand to hold
It's cause I grew up on a dirt road
I love my worn out Wranglers
T shirt and ole ball cap
Never ask you for directions
Always know right where I'm at
I ain't scared to throw down
Got my share of scars
I'm proof that for the good Lord
You can never run too far
Cause I grew up on a dirt road
Out there on our own
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone
To call home
Be back when we're done
One for all, all for one
Where I come from
If you wonder why I don't need no hand to hold
It's cause I grew up on a dirt road
I'm not a city boy with skinny jeans
And fancy painted nails
I take 4 not a limousine
When it's time to raise some hell
Out there on a dirt road
Out there on our own
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone
To call home
Be back when we're done
One for all, all for one
Where I come from
If you wonder why I don't need no hand to hold
It's cause I grew up on a dirt road
Yeah I grew up on a dirt road
And I always clean my plate
I can fix damn near anything
With twine and some duct tape
I always say yes sir
Please and thank you ma'am
Don't care if you like me
I am the way I am
Cause I grew up on a dirt road
Out there on our own
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone
To call home
Be back when we're done
One for all, all for one
Where I come from
If you wonder why I don't need no hand to hold
It's cause I grew up on a dirt road
I love my worn out Wranglers
T shirt and ole ball cap
Never ask you for directions
Always know right where I'm at
I ain't scared to throw down
Got my share of scars
I'm proof that for the good Lord
You can never run too far
Cause I grew up on a dirt road
Out there on our own
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone
To call home
Be back when we're done
One for all, all for one
Where I come from
If you wonder why I don't need no hand to hold
It's cause I grew up on a dirt road
I'm not a city boy with skinny jeans
And fancy painted nails
I take 4 not a limousine
When it's time to raise some hell
Out there on a dirt road
Out there on our own
All day having fun
Didn't need no cell phone
To call home
Be back when we're done
One for all, all for one
Where I come from
If you wonder why I don't need no hand to hold
It's cause I grew up on a dirt road
Yeah I grew up on a dirt road
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Writer(s): Paige K Ii Gordon
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