Red Dirt Clouds (feat. Ben Burgess)

Drivin' by on the highway. might not look like much at all

Just a few stop lights, some county road signs and the field where I played ball

Yeah, I bet you probably wonder what the truck there is to do

If you could see what I see now, you'd be doin' the same thing too

Kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust

Makin' red dirt clouds

Got an angel in the shotgun seat, sippin' Sunkist tea

With the radio up loud

I don't know what heaven looks like, nah

But trust me, y'all, I think it mighta done come down

Ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust

Makin' red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Come on, Ben

Corn fields are gold, John Deere green, bluest sky you ever seen

Where Dogwoods grow and church bells ring

It sure sounds like paradise to me

And if you're lookin' for a slice, I'll cut you a piece

Kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust

Makin' red dirt clouds

Got an angel in the shotgun seat, sippin' Sunkist tea

With the radio up loud

I don't know what heaven looks like, nah

But trust me, y'all, I think it mighta done come down

Ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust

Makin' red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

Sing it, Ern

You drive by it on the highway, it might not look like much at all

No

You're ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust

Makin' red dirt clouds

Got an angel in the shotgun seat, sippin' spiked iced tea

With the radio up loud

I don't know what heaven looks like, nah

But trust me, y'all, I think it mighta done come down

(Oh, I think it mighta done come down)

Ridin' round, kickin' up dust in a bucket of rust

Makin' red dirt clouds

Red dirt clouds

(Ooh, makin' red dirt)

Red dirt clouds

Makin' red dirt clouds, yeah

(Makin' red dirt)

Red dirt clouds