Dirt Road
Album: Lone Wolf
By: Ron Rutherford
By: Ron Rutherford
Duration
6:40
Genres
Description
"Dirt Road" is all country. It's the story of "down home boy makes good." It is exactly what you want to hear.
Lyrics
© Ron Rutherford & Rarestar Music ASCAP Verse 1 When Bobby was a young boy He’d walk a dirt road way out back A world away from a broken home And hang by the railroad track He’d bring along his radio He liked to listen to the country sound He’d sing and dance as he’d kick up dust Up and down that back road ground He dreamed of the day he could get away Get a guitar and play Chorus 1 Rain falls from his eyes He strums an air guitar with a big sigh He dreams by the truck load But his honky tonk highway is still a dirt road Verse 2 All through school He didn’t waste any time Got a paying job in the afternoon And put away every dime When he had enough money He bought a six string on his own After weekend chores he’d practice Until the cows came home He’d play until the rooster crowed He can’t wait ‘til he is grown Chorus 2 He’d walk a country mile While he talks to his guitar with a big smile He schemes by the truck load How to make a honky tonk highway out of a dirt road Verse 3 Then one day he made his move Said his goodbyes to the family Headed far away from home Hopped a freight train to the city A few dollars in his pocket And a hand full of songs He’s going to make a go of it He believes in himself that strong He’s got tons of tunes that twang He’s going to hit town with a bang Chorus 3 He’ll raise the roof clean off Pickin’ and a grinnin’ in a hayloft Paying dues by the truck load To make a honky tonk highway out of a dirt road Verse 4 Made a name over time Up and down music row They say he’s a natural Man that boy can crow His childhood fantasy Has grown up to be What he conceived in the backwoods Is something you’ve gotta see He’s rocking every roadhouse bar He’s bound to be a big time star Chorus 4 Young man on a big stage He croons like an old pro for his age Sometimes he drives the truck load From every honky tonk highway and dirt road...guitar! Verse 5 He still has that radio That he’d sing to way out back A world away from a broken home Hanging by the railroad track Tune to a country station Anywhere on the American map You can hear him wail away About a dirt road way out back The sweetest sound you’ve ever heard You’ll be hanging on every word Chorus 5 - Out He writes from his minds eye About wide open spaces and a big sky Now he knows by the truck load How a honky tonk highway starts on a dirt road Hmm...dirt road
