Lyrics
Verse 1
Theres a stretch of gravel past the old oak tree,
Where my brothers and I ran wild and free,
Barefoot summers in the July heat,
Kicking up dust under little bare feet.
Mamad holler, "Boys, be home by dark,"
But we'd be racing bikes neath the first fire spark,
Laughing loud, chasin' fireflies,
Under a wide, endless country sky.
Chorus
Those dirt road memories, they never fade,
Every bump and turn that we made,
From scraped-up knees to secret spots,
Learning life with every rock we tossed.
Its more than miles, its the heart of me,
Those dirt road memories.
Verse 2
Grandpa's old truck with a rumble and a roar,
We'd pile in the back, hangin' out the door,
Down to the creek where the cattails grow,
Skipping stones just to see how far they'd go.
And every sunset was a painted sky,
With dreams so big, didnt need a reason why,
Thought wed grow up, but never grow old,
Like those wildflowers on that backroad.
Chorus
Those dirt road memories, they never fade,
Every bump and turn that we made,
From scraped-up knees to secret spots,
Learning life with every rock we tossed.
Its more than miles, its the heart of me,
Those dirt road memories.
Bridge
Now I take my own kids down that lane,
Tellin' them stories like its yesterday,
Showin' 'em where I learned how to dream,
On dusty trails and endless streams.
Chorus
Yeah, those dirt road memories, they never fade,
Every bump and turn that we made,
From scraped-up knees to secret spots,
Learning life with every rock we tossed.
Its more than miles, its the heart of me,
Those dirt road memories.
Outro
So when I feel lost, I go back in time,
To that old dirt road in the Georgia pines,
Where life was simple, young, and free,
And I still find myself in those dirt road memories
