RED DIRT ROAD

RED DIRT ROAD, Brooks & Dunn
I was raised off rual route five in Stockton ~
Out past where the black top ends
down that 8 mile dirt road.......
We'd walk to church on Sunday mornings,
Race barefoot back to the Castle's fence
That's where I first saw Mary,
On that roadside ~ pickin black berries.
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 Heaven ~
is filled with sinners and believers.
Learned that happiness on earth ~
Ain't just for high achievers.
I've learned ~ I've come to know....

There's life at both ends of that
good red dirt road.