Florida Georgia Line – Dirt

Download another hot clean free mp3 audio song lyrics meaning by Florida Georgia Line and this music is titled “Dirt”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his old trended album which is titled ‘Anything Goes’ which was released in the year “2014”.

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LYRICS

You get your hands in it

Plant your roots in it

Dusty headlight, dance with your boots in it

(Dirt)

You write her name on it

Spin your tires on it

Build your cornfield, whiskey, bonfires on it

(Dirt)

You bet your life on it, yeah

It’s that elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

That post game party field you circle up on

And when it rains, you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You’ve mixed some sweat with it

Taken a shovel to it

You’ve stuck some crosses

And some painted goal posts through it

(Dirt)

You know you came from it

(Dirt)

And some day you’ll return to

This elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

That post game party field you circle up on

And when it rains, you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

(Dirt)

You know you came from it

(Dirt)

And some day you’ll return to

This elm shade, red rust clay you grew up on

That plowed up ground that your dad damned his luck on

That post game party field you circle up on

And when it rains, you get stuck on

Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up

And mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up

Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

Makes you wanna build a ten percent down

White picket fence house on this dirt

You know you came from it

And some day you’ll return to it