Dirt Road Diary

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Me and daddy ride around all day 
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shooting doves off a line in a 
Chevrolet.
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Old lab would jump out the back 
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and fetch 'em up.
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We'd drive for miles and miles 
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and never once hit blacktop or 
change the dial.
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One little country station was 
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all there was.
Em7                D             
Checking gates, fixing fence and 
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roads, that's how my story goes.

[Chorus]
Em7              D               
If you want to know the real me, 
          Cadd9
just turn the page in my dirt road 
diary.
Em7                D             
It's right there for you to see, 
        Cadd9
every kiss, every beer, every cotton
 field memory.
Em7                    D         
Tan legs and some Dixieland 
                 Cadd9
delight, ridin' round, windows down 
on a summer night.
Em7           D                 
Cadd9 (strum once)
I was there, that was me. It's right
 here in my dirt road diary.

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[Verse 2]
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I remember when I turned sixteen;
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 I got a license and some gasoline.
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Ain't a curve or a straight away 
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we didn't fly down.
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If wasn't the boys it was me and 
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her by fire in a field or down by 
the river.
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Every inch of that county was 
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sacred ground.
Em7                          D
Wish I knew where that old truck 
was.
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If it could talk it could tell on 
us.

[Chorus]
Em7              D               
If you want to know the real me, 
          Cadd9
just turn the page in my dirt road 
diary.
Em7                D             
It's right there for you to see, 
        Cadd9
every kiss, every beer, every cotton
 field memory.
Em7                    D         
Tan legs and some Dixieland 
                 Cadd9
delight, ridin' round, windows down 
on a summer night.
Em7           D                 
I was there, that was me. It's 
Cadd9
right here in my dirt road diary.

[Bridge]
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    It ain't a book underneath 
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my bed;
       Em7          D             
Just a dusty memory lane burned in
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 my head.

[Solo]
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[Chorus]
Em7                    D         
Tan legs and some Dixieland 
                 Cadd9
delight, ridin' round, windows down,
 feelin' right.
Em7           D                 
I was there, that was me. It's 
Cadd9
right here in my dirt road diary.
Em7               D                 
      Cadd9 (strum once)
  Just ride around my little town 
and you'll see how I wrote my dirt 
road diary.