Dust
GTO on the backroad, way back where the corn grows
And somebody wrote wash me on the bumper
Souped it up with my best friend, jumped the tracks at a hundred and ten
Just like Bo and Luke when I was younger
We knock it off on Friday, flying down the highway
Punch that forty-hour clock, and kick it up
Like granddaddy's bible, dirt road revival
I've got it in my boots and in my blood
The longer I live the more I love
A little bit of dust
Still sits on daddy's tractor, in the sunset on the rafters
Of that old horse barn, where I had my first kiss
It stirs up my old memories, settles on my big dreams
Anywhere I go that's where it is
We knock it off on Friday, flying down the highway
Punch that forty-hour clock, and kick it up
Like granddaddy's bible, dirt road revival
I've got it in my boots and in my blood
The longer I live the more I love
A little bit of dust
It ain't dirt, it ain't mud, but it's part of where I'm from
We knock it off on Friday, flying down the highway
Punch that forty-hour clock, and kick it up
Like granddaddy's bible, dirt road revival
I've got it in my boots and in my blood
The longer I live the more I love
Seems the longer I love the more I love
A little bit of dust
And somebody wrote wash me on the bumper
Souped it up with my best friend, jumped the tracks at a hundred and ten
Just like Bo and Luke when I was younger
We knock it off on Friday, flying down the highway
Punch that forty-hour clock, and kick it up
Like granddaddy's bible, dirt road revival
I've got it in my boots and in my blood
The longer I live the more I love
A little bit of dust
Still sits on daddy's tractor, in the sunset on the rafters
Of that old horse barn, where I had my first kiss
It stirs up my old memories, settles on my big dreams
Anywhere I go that's where it is
We knock it off on Friday, flying down the highway
Punch that forty-hour clock, and kick it up
Like granddaddy's bible, dirt road revival
I've got it in my boots and in my blood
The longer I live the more I love
A little bit of dust
It ain't dirt, it ain't mud, but it's part of where I'm from
We knock it off on Friday, flying down the highway
Punch that forty-hour clock, and kick it up
Like granddaddy's bible, dirt road revival
I've got it in my boots and in my blood
The longer I live the more I love
Seems the longer I love the more I love
A little bit of dust
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Ray Dooley, Daniel Kleindienst, Matthew Douglas Wynn
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