Louisiana Red Dirt Highway

Pulled out the driveway past an old tar paper shack

Standing at her mail box an old woman waves as I look back

I'm gonna miss my family and I'll need all the letters that they'll send

It's gonna be a long time before I travel down this red dirt road again

Louisiana red dirt highway I've been down a million times

With the tin barns and the pine trees I'm gonna take'em with me in my mind

I'm gonna take 'em to the city where a man can make good money so they say

I'm already pretty lonesome and my tires ain't even slung off all the clay

The mud drips would make their own design and they'd zig zag for miles

And the one lane bridge that runs across the creek that I swam in as a child

The sawmill was thirty miles away and my daddy brought it wood

Mama done the cookin' and the cleanin' and taught us what was good

Louisiana red dirt highway I've been down a million times

With the tin barns and the pine trees I'm gonna take'em with me in my mind

I'm gonna take 'em to the city where a man can make good money so they say

I'm already pretty lonesome and my tires ain't even slung off all the clay

Louisiana red dirt highway I've been down a million times

With the tin barns and the pine trees I'm gonna take'em with me in my mind

I'm gonna take 'em to the city where a man can make good money so they say

I'm already pretty lonesome and my tires ain't even slung off all the clay

Hey hey

I'm already pretty lonesome and my tires ain't even slung off all the clay