Create lyrics explanation
Select some words and click "Explain" button. Then type your
knowledge, add image or YouTube video till "Good-o-meter" shows
"Cool" or "Awesome!". Publish your explanation with "Explain"
button. Get karma points!
Justin Moore – One Dirt Road lyrics
I know where I am going
And I am done here on this Earth
God's building me a mansion where none of us will hurt
I will see old Saint Peter swing wide those pearly gates
I don't mean to sound ungrateful but God I hope and pray
There is just one dirt road
It takes me back to a honey hole
A hundred-year-old wattle tree
Laying shade on me
Picking blackberries off the vines
Above that wasteland and through that palms
I can't wait to walk those streets of gold
But give me just one dirt road
Hang up mamma's cloth line between those two palm trees
Place some round bells in a hay field
And a bridge 'cross click
Let it wind past that old church where I gave my soul to you
And then end at granny's house, amen I am through
I hope there is just one dirt road
It takes me back to a honey hole
A hundred-year-old wattle tree
Laying shade on me
Picking blackberries off the vines
Above that wasteland and through that palms
I can't wait to walk those streets of gold
But give me just one dirt road
And I am done here on this Earth
God's building me a mansion where none of us will hurt
I will see old Saint Peter swing wide those pearly gates
I don't mean to sound ungrateful but God I hope and pray
There is just one dirt road
It takes me back to a honey hole
A hundred-year-old wattle tree
Laying shade on me
Picking blackberries off the vines
Above that wasteland and through that palms
I can't wait to walk those streets of gold
But give me just one dirt road
Hang up mamma's cloth line between those two palm trees
Place some round bells in a hay field
And a bridge 'cross click
Let it wind past that old church where I gave my soul to you
And then end at granny's house, amen I am through
I hope there is just one dirt road
It takes me back to a honey hole
A hundred-year-old wattle tree
Laying shade on me
Picking blackberries off the vines
Above that wasteland and through that palms
I can't wait to walk those streets of gold
But give me just one dirt road
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/j/justin_moore/one_dirt_road.html
