I was raised off of old Route 3
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Out past where the blacktop ends
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We'd walked to church on Sunday morning
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Race barefoot back to the Johnson's fence
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That's where I first saw Mary
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On that roadside pickin' blackberries
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That summer I turned a corner in my soul
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Down that red dirt road
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It's where I drank my first beer
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It's where I found Jesus
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Where I wrecked my first car
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I tore it all to pieces
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I learned the path to heaven is full of sinners and believers
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Learned that happiness on earth ain't just for high achievers
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I've learned I've come to know
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There's life at both ends
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Of that red dirt road
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Her daddy didn't like me much
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With my shackled up GTO
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I'd sneak out in the middle of the night
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Throw rocks at her bedroom window
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We'd turn out the headlights
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Drive by the moonlight
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Talk about what the future might hold
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Down a red dirt road
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I went out into the world, and I came back in
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I lost Mary, oh I got her back again
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And driving home tonight feels like I've found a long lost friend
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Red Dirt Road
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| Brooks & Dunn |
