Yeah we drank on it
Cranked some hank on it
Got a little crazy
Raised a little hell on it
Yeah learned to pray, learned to cuss
Throw a party, throw a punch
Aint no hiding where were from
Its on our boots, its on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them ol backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah its in our bones, in our blood
Yeah as deep as these roots run
Well never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Baled some hay on it
Asked God to rain on it
We met em at the gate
When they tried to put an interstate on it
Yeah we got lost, we got found
We got high and we got down
And every time we rolled into town
Its on our boots, its on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them ol backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah its in our bones, in our blood
Yeah as deep as these roots run
Well never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Yeah we drank on it
Cranked some hank on it
Got a little crazy
Raised hell on it
Its on our boots, its on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them ol backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah its in our bones, in our blood
Yeah as deep as these roots run
Well never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Yeah its the red stuff
Flyin in the back of a truck bed
Goin out as far as you can get
Windows down, turned up to a country song
Thats the dirt we were raised on
Sunsets and a bullet hole stop sign
Gettin down on a back 45
Yeah thats how we do it all night long
Thats the dirt we were raised on
Thats the dirt we were raised on
Thats the dirt we were raised on
Thats the dirt we were raised on