Dirt Road Kinda Heaven

[Verse 1]
Rust on that old truck
Faded red, but it still runs true
Cooler rattlin’ in the back
Like it always used to do
Mama’s laughin’ on the porch
Granddad’s boots by the door
Sun droppin’ over hay fields
I couldn’t ask for more
[Chorus]
Out on these dirt roads, I found my home
Kicking up dust where the wild grass grows
Horses run free by the weathered fence line
Cowgirl by my side, her hand in mine
Family in my heart, sky up above
This dirt road kinda heaven
Is the place I fell in love
[Verse 2]
She’s standin’ in the headlights
Boots on the tailgate rail
Straw hat tipped low
Wind playin’ with her braid and veil
Her folks and mine all gathered
In that patch of country light
Hay fields hummin’ soft
As we dance into the night (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Out on these dirt roads, I found my home
Kicking up dust where the wild grass grows
Horses run free by the weathered fence line
Cowgirl by my side, her hand in mine
Family in my heart, sky up above
This dirt road kinda heaven
Is the place I fell in love
[Bridge]
Maybe we don’t own much
Just this land, this beat-up ride
But every laugh around that fire
Feels like gold we got inside
Kids asleep in the backseat
Stars stitched across the sky
I look at her, that old truck, this life
And I just can’t believe it’s mine
[Chorus]
Out on these dirt roads, I found my home
Kicking up dust where the wild grass grows
Horses run free by the weathered fence line
Cowgirl by my side, her hand in mine
Family in my heart, sky up above
This dirt road kinda heaven
Is the place I fell in love

country, Warm classic-country band feel with a gentle pop sheen; male vocals front and center, twangy telecaster and brushed snare in the verses, big open choruses with stacked harmonies and organ pad; pedal steel glides through the hook, subtle tambourine lift on each chorus, energy rising to a feel-good final repeat and soft acoustic guitar outro., classic, soul, pop