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  get your hands in it
 Plant your roots in 
 Dusty head light,  with your boots in it (dirt)
 You write her name  it
 Spin your tires  it
 Build your corn field, whiskey, bonfires on  (dirt)
 You bet your life on it, 
 
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 It's that elm shade, red rust  you grew up on
 That  up ground, that your dad damned his luck on
 That post game party field you circle up 
  when it rains you get stuck on
 Drift a cloud back behind  roads that you run up
 And mud on  jeans that she peeled off and hung up
 Her blue-eyed  smile looks so good that it hurts
 Makes you wanna build a 10 percent  white picket fence house on this dirt
 
  mixed some sweat with it
  a shovel to it
 You've  some crosses and some painted
  posts through it (dirt)
 You  you came from it (dirt)
 And some day  return to
 
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 You know you came from it and some day you'll  to it
 
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 Makes you wanna build a 10 percent down white  fence house on this dirt
 
 You know you came from it  some day you'll return to it