Dirt on Our Names

Lyrics

[Intro] Tailgate down, let the cool air roll County line dust on a two-lane road [Verse 1] Woke up late in a work-boot town Sun went red when the shift shut down Mason's got a cooler and a dented Ford Jules brought a speaker from the feed-store floor We cut past the water tower, tires on gravel No big plans, just a night to unravel Your old denim jacket, my hands on the wheel That little half-smile says you know the deal [Pre-Chorus] When the porch lights fade behind us And the fields run wide and black You say, “Don’t turn around just yet” So I don’t, and we don’t look back [Chorus] We got a little dirt on our names A little fire in the summer air Whole crew riding with the windows down Singing every word like we put it there Let the whole county hear us coming Let the gravel fly, let the night run long If tomorrow wants to find us It can wait till this song is gone [Verse 2] There’s a ball cap tossed on the dash tonight Your bare feet tapping at the red stoplight Old friends holler from the boat-ramp rail Somebody’s cooler is telling its tale We ain’t rich, but the tank’s got enough And your laugh cuts clean through the radio fuzz You point at the moon over Miller’s Creek Say, “Take the back road,” and I don’t speak [Pre-Chorus] When the porch lights fade behind us And the fields run wide and black You say, “Don’t turn around just yet” So I don’t, and we don’t look back [Chorus] We got a little dirt on our names A little fire in the summer air Whole crew riding with the windows down Singing every word like we put it there Let the whole county hear us coming Let the gravel fly, let the night run long If tomorrow wants to find us It can wait till this song is gone [Bridge] At first light, we’ll sweep the cans away Put the borrowed chairs back where they stay But right now, your shoulder’s next to mine And this backroad feels like all the time we need [Final Chorus] We got a little dirt on our names A little fire in the summer air Whole crew riding with the windows down Singing every word like we put it there Let the whole county hear us coming Let the gravel fly, let the night run long If tomorrow wants to find us It can wait till this song is gone [Outro] Tailgate down, cool air rolling County line dust, and the night still open