I'm on a Dirt Road

Looking at nothing but brake lights
Making that five o'clock drive
Got the radio on, I've been singing along
'Cause they're playing everything I like

And I ain't thought about her in a minute
Been a long time since my heart got broke
Stopped on the interstate when I heard George Strait
Next thing I know

I'm on a dirt road
She's there on my right, that Silverado circa 2009
Lips on a bottle, that look in her eyes
Sliding over, pulling over like we never said goodbye, yeah
I might be on 65 and
Riding them brakes, traffic four lanes wide
But the song comes on and in my mind there I go
Holding her close, I'm on a dirt road

You can never trust the radio can ya?
Yeah, you never know what they're gonna play
One minute you're fine then the next you find
Yourself down memory lane

I'm on a dirt road
She's there on my right, that Silverado circa 2009
Lips on a bottle, that look in her eyes
Sliding over, pulling over like we never said goodbye, yeah
I might be on 65 and
Riding them brakes, traffic four lanes wide
But the song comes on and in my mind there I go
Holding her close, I'm on a dirt road

Yeah, no matter what these tires are on
Anytime I hear that song I'm on a dirt road

I'm on a dirt road
She's there on my right, that Silverado circa 2009
Lips on a bottle, that look in her eyes
Sliding over, pulling over like we never said goodbye, yeah
I might be on 65 and
Riding them brakes, traffic four lanes wide
But the song comes on and in my mind there I go
Holding her close, I'm on a dirt road (I might be on 65)

I'm on a dirt road (riding them brakes, traffic four lanes wide)
I'm on a dirt road, yeah