Dirt Road Anthem

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turnin' off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires

Back in the day Potts farm was the place to go
Load the truck up, hit the dirt road
Jump the barbed wire, spread the word
Light the bonfire then call the girls
King in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack n' Jim were a few good men
Where you learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too

Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she said
Ain't it funny how rumors spread?
Like I know somethin' y'all don't know,
man that talk is gettin' old
you better mind your business man,
watch your mouth
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
I'm tired of talkin' man y'all ain't listenin'
Them ol' dirt roads, is what y'all missin'

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turnin' off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires

I sit back and think about them good old days
They way we were raise in our southern ways
And we like cornbread and biscuits
And if it's broke 'round here we fix it
I can take y'all where you need to go
Down to my hood, back in them woods
We do it different 'round here that's right
But we sure do it good and we do it all night
So if you really want to know how it feels
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels
Jump on in and man tell your friends
We'll raise some hell where the black top ends

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
It's got me reminiscing on them good times
I'm turnin' off a real life drive and that's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires
Let's ride

As several in my community, my small town with southern ways laid to rest a good friend to all and a best friend to a lot it it makes you reminisce on good times and truly go down memory lane.  This song was the last song played at his funeral, so fitting for him and his friends, so fitting for 'this town' as that's all anyone around here really does in those years!  Ride back roads, have bon fires, muddin, and its definitely a he said she said rumors spread town! 

I started out Kindergarten with Justin until I moved to a county school in 2nd grade then we reconnected in high school.  He really was a friend to all.  Sure, I haven't spoken to him in months other than likes and comments on facebook but he was always the life to every party, event, school function.  HE was the one that lifted others up when down.  It is soooooo sad.   I hurt so much for all of his boys- they were a super tight group.  They literally grew up together, got in trouble together, were in each others weddings, etc.    There is just a loss for words when you see someone hurting that much. I won't go into the Biblical views or even the worlds views on suicide- maybe I should- but it is not my place to judge or criticize, I can only pray for all involved.  I cant imagine the hurt and I do pray daily that I never ever ever have to face that- not necessarily my child taking their own life, but just the thought of losing a child no matter what age.      Read somewhere to not regret having another birthday or even growing old, because there are alot of people that don't even get the chance.  That makes me hurt for those sick babies, sick children taken way to early without a childhood from cancers, etc.   There was also in the neighboring county a teen killed by a drunk driver the same week as our county had so many mourning.  A senior in high school with his whole future ahead of him.   It is only human nature to get mad at the un called for act, the selfishness, the drunkenness  the stupidity.  It is not fair.   Then to hear that the Senior's  soccer jersey was #21 and that he impacted and touched so many lives in his short 17 years he had 13 souls saved at his funeral services and then 8 more turned their lives over to God 13+8= 21. 21 souls saved.   Gives me chills just typing it.   If that's not God putting his plan into action , I don't know what is!  You can only hope and pray his family finds comfort and that peace in knowing and trusting God's perfect plan and timing.