Dirt Road Diary - Luke Bryan

Me and Dad would ride around all day shooting doves off

The line in a Chevrolet

Old lab would jump out the back and fetch 'em up

Wed drive for miles and miles and never once hit black

Top or change the dial

One little country station was all there was

Checking gates and fixing fence rows that's how my

Story goes

If you want to know the real me just turn the page in

My dirt road diary it's right there for you to see

Every kiss every beer every cotton field memory

Tan legs and some Dixieland delight riding 'round

Windows down on a summer night I was there that was

Me it's right here in my dirt road diary

I remember when I turned 16 I got a license and some

Gasoline

Ain't a curve or a straight-away we didn't fly down

If it wasn't the boys it was me and here by a fire in

A field or down by the river

Every inch of that county was sacred ground

I wish I knew where that ol' truck was if it could

Speak it would tell on us

If you want to know the real me just turn the page in

My dirt road diary it's right there for you to see every

Beer every kiss every cotton field memory

Tan legs and some Dixieland delight riding 'round

Windows down on a summer night I was there that was

Me it's right here in my dirt road diary

It ain't a book underneath my bed just a dusty memory

Lane in my head yeah

Tan legs and some Dixieland delight riding 'round

Windows down on a summer night I was there that was

Me it's right here in my dirt road diary just ride

Around this little town and you'll see how I wrote my

Dirt road diary