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• Artiste: Brooks & Dunn
• Titre: Red Dirt Road
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I was raised off of Route Three, Out where the blacktop ends. We'd walk to Church on Sunday mornings, Race barefoot back to Johnson's fence. That's where I first saw Mary, On that roadside pickin' blackberries. That summer I turned a corner in my soul, Down that red dirt road. It's where I drank my first beer. It's where I found Jesus. Where I wrecked my first car: I tore it all to pieces. I learned the path to Heaven, Is full of sinners an' believers. Learned that happiness on earth, Ain't just for high achievers. I've learned; I come to know, There's life at both ends, Of that red dirt road. Her Daddy didn't like me much, In my shackled up GTO. Oh, I'd sneak out in the middle of the night, Throw rocks at her bedroom window. We'd turn out the headlights, Drive by the moonlight. Talk about what the future might hold, Down that red dirt road. It's where I drank my first beer. It's where I found Jesus. Where I wrecked my first car: I tore it all to pieces. I learned the path to Heaven, Is full of sinners an' believers. Learned that happiness on earth, Ain't just for high achievers. I've learned; I come to know, There's life at both ends, Of that red dirt road. I went out into the world, An' I came back in. I lost Mary: Oh, I got her back again. An' drivin' home tonight, Feels like I've found a long-lost friend. It's where I drank my first beer. It's where I found Jesus. Where I wrecked my first car: I tore it all to pieces. I learned the path to Heaven, Is full of sinners an' believers. Learned that happiness on earth, Ain't just for high achievers. I've learned; I come to know, There's life at both ends, Of that red dirt road.