[Verse 1] Sun settin’ low on a gravel road, Dust kickin’ up where the cornfield grows. Old truck rattlin’ like a worn-out tune, But it still gets me back to you. Got a dog in the bed, tail waggin’ proud, Radio up, singin’ way too loud. A cooler in the back and a heart full of hope, Chasin’ the stars down this long, dirt road. [Chorus] 'Cause I was born with mud on my boots, Whiskey dreams and old guitar roots. Where the nights run long and the hearts beat slow, And love feels right in the radio glow. No matter how far I roam— I’ll always find my backroad home. [Verse 2] Mama’s porch light's flickerin’ still, She knows I’ll be comin’ over that hill. Sunday supper waitin’ on the stove, And a welcome hug that never gets old. Daddy’s ol' hat hangin’ on the wall, He taught me how to stand and never fall. This small-town life, it raised me right, And it pulls me back every Friday night. [Chorus] 'Cause I was born with mud on my boots, Whiskey dreams and old guitar roots. Where the nights run long and the hearts beat slow, And love feels right in the radio glow. No matter how far I roam— I’ll always find my backroad home. [Bridge] Some chase neon lights and big-city highs, But I’d rather count stars in a Southern sky. Give me fields of gold and that front porch swing, Where the only thing loud is the crickets singin’. [Final Chorus] Yeah, I was born with mud on my boots, Sweet tea thoughts and old guitar roots. Where the nights run long and the hearts beat slow, And love feels right in the radio glow. When the world feels too far gone— I’ll always find my backroad home.
