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Back road red dirt Sipping Zima with the jolly ranchers Hanging with the guys The girls just too much drama Having to be carried in Only 17 Momma shaking her head Waste basket and a hair tie for me Growing up small town Cruising the drag Drinking at the tin barn Watching fights turn into love Memories were made The ones that'll never fade Had my first boyfriend From the rival town We were the talk of everyone Twenty years later Giving it another go round Had my first kiss Parked by the y Being carried in again Momma just shaking her head Cruising the red dirt Mesa's all around No guardrails to protect When my heart was broken and down These are the memories Ones that'll never fade Hitting that red dirt Even to this day
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
Red Dirt
Back road red dirt Sipping Zima with the jolly ranchers Hanging with the guys The girls just too much drama Having to be carried in Only 17 Momma shaking her head Waste basket and a hair tie for me Growing up small town Cruising the drag Drinking at the tin barn Watching fights turn into love Memories were made The ones that'll never fade Had my first boyfriend From the rival town We were the talk of everyone Twenty years later Giving it another go round Had my first kiss Parked by the y Being carried in again Momma just shaking her head Cruising the red dirt Mesa's all around No guardrails to protect When my heart was broken and down These are the memories Ones that'll never fade Hitting that red dirt Even to this day
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
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