Custom Track ID
63178
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Composer
BOYER, AKINS, THOMPSON
Lyrics English
WE DRANK ON IT
CRANK SOME HANK ON IT
GOT A LITTLE CRAZY AND RAISED A LITTLE HELL ON IT
LEARN TO PRAY LEARN TO CUSS
THROW A PARTY THROW A PUNCH
AINT NO HIDING WHERE WE’RE FROM
IT’S ON OUR BOOTS IT’S ON OUR TRUCKS
IT’S IN THAT CLOUD OF DUST THAT WE STIRRED UP
IT’S OUT IN THE FIELDS ON THEM OL BACKROADS
IT COVERS THIS TOWN LIKE IT COVERS MY SOUL
IT’S IN OUR BONES IN OUR BLOOD
YEAH AS DEEP AS THESE ROOTS RUN
WE’LL NEVER BE TOO FAR GONE
FROM THAT DIRT WE WERE RAISED ON
BALED SOME HAY ON IT
ASK GOD TO RAIN ON IT
WE MET ‘EM AT THE GATE WHEN
THEY TRIED TO PUT AN INTERSTATE ON IT
WE GOT LOST WE GOT FOUND
WE GOT HIGH WE GOT DOWN
AND EVERY TIME WE ROLLED INTO TOWN
REPEAT CHORUS
WE DRANK ON IT
CRANK SOME HANK ON IT
GOT A LITTLE CRAZY AND RAISED A LITTLE HELL ON IT
REPEAT CHORUS
IT’S THE RED STUFF FLYING IN THE BACK OF A TRUCK BED GOING OUT AS FAR AS YOU CAN GET
WINDOWS DOWN TURNED UP TO A COUNTRY SONG
THAT’S THE DIRT WE WERE RAISED ON
SUNSETS AND A BULLET HOLE STOP SIGN
GET DOWN ON A BACK 45
YEAH THAT’S HOW WE DO IT ALL LIGHT LONG
THAT’S THE DIRT WE WERE RAISED ON
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