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I'd pay a million cold hard cash
To skip a rock on a lake, watch it break like glass
Fall asleep beneath a magnolia tree
But I'm stuck in concrete on the interstate
And nobody's born to hurry up and wait
Whole thing spinnin' clear out of control
Let me tell you, brother, I know
World could use a dirt road right about now
Sunday afternoon, out of mama's house
A sip of sweet tea, jam jar from the kitchen
A little laid back with some front porch sittin'
World could use a slow-down, 30 mile an hour
Staring at the stars from the water tower
Maybe we would wind up figuring it out
World could use a dirt road right about now
Right about, right about, right about now
We need some kudzu cuttin' through that old barbed wire
Drownin' in the sound of cicada choir
Little unwind, little tractor time
Sun settin' on a wheat field sky
World could use a dirt road right about now
Sunday afternoon, out of mama's house
A sip of sweet tea, jam jar from the kitchen
A little laid back with some front porch sittin'
World could use a slow-down, 30 mile an hour
Staring at the stars from the water tower
Maybe we would wind up figuring it out
World could use a dirt road right about now
Right about, right about, right about now
Right about, right about, right about now
World could use a first kiss on a second date
An "Atta boy" coming from behind home plate
Windows down
And a blue Check Hound
World could use a dirt road right about now
Sunday afternoon, out of mama's house
A sip of sweet tea, jam jar from the kitchen
A little laid back with some front porch sittin'
World could use a slow-down, 30 mile an hour
Staring at the stars from the water tower
Maybe we would wind up figuring it out
World could use a dirt road right about now
Right about, right about, right about now
Right about, right about, right about now
Get a little lost just to get a little found
Get a little backwoods, know where we're bound
And maybe we would wind up figuring it out
World could use a dirt road right about now