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Bm  A  G

[Verse 1]
         Bm
Yeah, we drank on it
             A
Cranked some Hank on it
G
Got a little crazy, raised a little hell on it
      Bm
Yeah, learned to pray, learned to cuss
A
Throw a party, throw a punch
G
Ain't no hiding where we're from

[Chorus]
            Bm                  A
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
               G
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
                  Bm                      A
It was out in the fields, in them old backroads
               G
It covers this town like it covers my soul
                  Bm
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
A
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
      G
We'll never be too far gone
                      Bm         A
From the dirt we were raised on
             G
Dirt we were raised on

[Verse 2]
            Bm
Bailed some hay on it
             A
Asked God to rain on it
   G
We met 'em at the gate when they tried to put an interstate on it
      Bm
Yeah, we got lost, we got found
    A
And we got high and we got down
    G
And every time we rolled into town

[Chorus]
            Bm                  A
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
               G
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
                  Bm                      A
It was out in the fields, in them old backroads
               G
It covers this town like it covers my soul
                  Bm
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
A
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
      G
We'll never be too far gone
                      Bm         A
From the dirt we were raised on
             G
Dirt we were raised on

[Bridge]
         Bm
Yeah, we drank on it
             A
Cranked some Hank on it
G
Got a little crazy, raised a little hell on it

[Chorus]
            Bm                  A
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
               G
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
                  Bm                      A
It was out in the fields, in them old backroads
               G
It covers this town like it covers my soul
                  Bm
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
A
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
      G
We'll never be too far gone
                      Bm         A
From the dirt we were raised on
             G
Dirt we were raised on

[Bridge]
               Bm
Yeah, it's the red stuff flying in the back of a truck bed
A
    Goin' out as far as you can get
G
    Windows down, turned up to a country song
Bm
    That's the dirt we were raised on
A
    Sunsets and a bullet hole stop sign
G
    Getting down on the back of a forty five
Bm
    Yeah, that's how we do it all night long
A
   That's the dirt we were raised on

[Outro]
Bm
    That's the dirt we were raised on
A
    That's the dirt we were raised on
G
    That's the dirt we were raised on