(Chris Gantry/Rhett Akins)
(Track 3 - Time 3:26)
There`s an old dirt road off of 33
Lord it`s been so long since it`s seen me
But I`ve put many a mile across it`s back
I used to kick up dust in the summertime
Runnin` the Georgia-Florida line
A teenage runaway train jumpin` of the track
Had the windows rolled down, beer cans flyin`
Bocephus on the knob and a coon-dog cryin`
Now those days are gone in my rear-view
Lord all the scenes have changed
And the roads are all brand new
When my homesick heart gets the best of me
I hit that old dirt road off of 33
I was running with a bunch of friends of mine
Nothin` to do but shoot old stop signs
Half the time with the law got hot on our heels
Well we get cleaned up and go lookin` around
For a carload of girls to follow us down
To a run-down cabin and a party back in the fields
Oh God bless mama she never had a clue
But I got a feelin` that my daddy knew
Now those days are gone in my rear-view
Lord all the scenes have changed
And the roads are all brand new
When my homesick heart gets the best of me
I hit that old dirt road off of 33
Now those days are gone in my rear-view
Lord all the scenes have changed
And the roads are all brand new
When my homesick heart gets the best of me
I hit that old dirt road off of 33
I hit that old dirt road off of 33