Good Dirt
Reckless driving
Hit some ditch in the highway
I went flying
Now I'm a mess crying in the driveway
But I can't spend my whole life missing you
When Carrie said the bearded dude should drive
She was right
Cuz we fall down a little bit
Get high a little bit
Take a wrong turn in Michigan
Just to begin again
What a strange world we're living in
Oh my Cinnamon
It's some good dirt isn't it
Isn't it, isn't it, isn't it
What a Friday
To wake up somewhere in Oregon
I've been driving
For 16 fucking hours through the morning
Oh I can't spend my whole life looking back
To wake up gently buried in the snow oh no
My uncle Andy said the bottom of the bin
Is where the flowers always grow
So we fall down a little bit
Get high a little bit
Take a wrong turn in Michigan
Just to begin again
What a strange world we're living in
Oh my Cinnamon
It's some good dirt isn't it
Isn't it, isn't, isn't it
Some good dirt
Some good times
For good days
And goodbyes
For old friends
And bad jokes
For stale weed
And cheap wine
It's a shit grave
That we dug
But damn if
It ain't some
Good dirt isn't it, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it
Hit some ditch in the highway
I went flying
Now I'm a mess crying in the driveway
But I can't spend my whole life missing you
When Carrie said the bearded dude should drive
She was right
Cuz we fall down a little bit
Get high a little bit
Take a wrong turn in Michigan
Just to begin again
What a strange world we're living in
Oh my Cinnamon
It's some good dirt isn't it
Isn't it, isn't it, isn't it
What a Friday
To wake up somewhere in Oregon
I've been driving
For 16 fucking hours through the morning
Oh I can't spend my whole life looking back
To wake up gently buried in the snow oh no
My uncle Andy said the bottom of the bin
Is where the flowers always grow
So we fall down a little bit
Get high a little bit
Take a wrong turn in Michigan
Just to begin again
What a strange world we're living in
Oh my Cinnamon
It's some good dirt isn't it
Isn't it, isn't, isn't it
Some good dirt
Some good times
For good days
And goodbyes
For old friends
And bad jokes
For stale weed
And cheap wine
It's a shit grave
That we dug
But damn if
It ain't some
Good dirt isn't it, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it
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Writer(s): Annika Wells, Giulio Cercato, Levi Rothwell
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