Dirt Road
When a preacher talks to Heaven
He paints it real nice
He says you better get to livin'
Better get to livin' right
If you're gonna get your mansion
He's been savin' for your soul
If you're gonna do your dancin'
On city streets of gold
But unless it's got a dirt road
Leadin' down to a fishin' hole
With a little piece of moonlight
A couple cans of Bud Light
Where I can cuddle with my baby
And I can pull her real close
No, I don't wanna go
Unless Heaven's got a dirt road, ha
You better quit your drinkin'
You better quit your smokin' too
Before tradin' in your backseat Saturday nights for a Sunday mornin' pew
Well I've never been nothin'
Nothin' more than what you see
Like my truck, I'm made for runnin'
Down to a midnight creek
So unless it's got a dirt road
Leadin' down to a fishin' hole
With a little piece of moonlight
A couple cans of Bud Light
Where I can cuddle with my baby
And I can pull her real close
I don't wanna go
Unless Heaven's got a dirt road, that's right
All of this flyin' high
Gonna leave you fallin' short
Leave you knock, knock, knockin', on Heaven's basement door
But one thing's for sure
Unless it's got a dirt road
Leadin' down to a fishin' hole
With a little piece of moonlight
A couple cans of Bud Light
Where I can cuddle with my baby
And I can pull her real close
No, I don't wanna go
Unless Heaven's got a dirt road, yeah
He paints it real nice
He says you better get to livin'
Better get to livin' right
If you're gonna get your mansion
He's been savin' for your soul
If you're gonna do your dancin'
On city streets of gold
But unless it's got a dirt road
Leadin' down to a fishin' hole
With a little piece of moonlight
A couple cans of Bud Light
Where I can cuddle with my baby
And I can pull her real close
No, I don't wanna go
Unless Heaven's got a dirt road, ha
You better quit your drinkin'
You better quit your smokin' too
Before tradin' in your backseat Saturday nights for a Sunday mornin' pew
Well I've never been nothin'
Nothin' more than what you see
Like my truck, I'm made for runnin'
Down to a midnight creek
So unless it's got a dirt road
Leadin' down to a fishin' hole
With a little piece of moonlight
A couple cans of Bud Light
Where I can cuddle with my baby
And I can pull her real close
I don't wanna go
Unless Heaven's got a dirt road, that's right
All of this flyin' high
Gonna leave you fallin' short
Leave you knock, knock, knockin', on Heaven's basement door
But one thing's for sure
Unless it's got a dirt road
Leadin' down to a fishin' hole
With a little piece of moonlight
A couple cans of Bud Light
Where I can cuddle with my baby
And I can pull her real close
No, I don't wanna go
Unless Heaven's got a dirt road, yeah
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Writer(s): Daniel Couch, Kip Moore, Westin Davis
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