Static - Dylan Scott

There’s something 'bout a red dirt road that makes the sky more blue

Something 'bout the concrete scrapes the roots right off of you

I moved here cause making dollars made good sense

Something 'bout them city limits feels more like a fence

I don’t know why but today

Been thinking 'bout life and

I kinda wanna runaway

Go somewhere that I can

Shake all the dust out of my head

Put it on this truck instead

Toss some empties in the bed

Out where nobody knows

You can find me where you can’t

Nowhere near no interstate

Turn down the road I know to take that’s gonna save my soul

Crank up and gas it till there’s static on the radio

Don’t get me wrong I sure do love the night they drove ol' Dixie down

But I’d rather drive through Dixie till I heard it cutting out

Yeah it ain’t gotta be the Smokey mountains

It ain’t gotta be Mexico naw

All I need is a six count from the Texaco

Then I can go and

Shake all the dust out of my head

Put it on this truck instead

Toss some empties in the bed

Out where nobody knows

You can find me where you can’t

Nowhere near no interstate

Turn down the road I know to take that’s gonna save my soul

Crank up and gas it till there’s static on the radio

No walls no calls, it’s all in my rearview

Sometimes you wanna talk to God somewhere He can hear you and

Shake all the dust out of my head

Put it on this truck instead

Yeah

Shake all the dust out of my head

Put it on this truck instead

Toss some empties in the bed

Out where nobody knows

You can find me where you can’t

Nowhere near no interstate

Turn down the road I know to take that’s gonna save my soul

Crank up and gas it till there’s static on the radio