Dirt on my tires From Babcock road It's a dot on a map That nobody knows A two finger wave And I know I'm home Some things don't ever change Like boots stains And my daddy's name Hit the gas station pizza place Before the sun goes down My stomping ground Where my roots still run deep Where I'm close to God And heaven finds me Where I know I can go When I'm lost And I wanna be found That go to get sanctified Backwoods back home Countryside riverside paradise Where I get baptized my eyes Closed and my head bowed That's my Holy Ground Forty acres October air Waking up with the sun Waiting on a whitetail No service no worries Not even a care way out there Just the breeze blowing weeds The one place that I can think Just me and God And no one else around Twenty off the ground Where my roots still run deep Where I'm close to God And heaven finds me Where I know I can go When I'm lost And I wanna be found That go to get sanctified Backwoods back home Countryside riverside paradise Where I get baptized my eyes Closed and my head bowed That's my Holy Ground So when I'm gone glory bound Lay me down on that same ground Where my roots still run deep Where I'm close to God And heaven finds me Where I know I can go When I'm lost And I wanna be found That go to get sanctified Backwoods back home Countryside riverside paradise Where I get baptized my eyes Closed and my head bowed That's my Holy Ground Dirt on my tires From Babcock road It's a dot on a map That nobody knows A two finger wave and I know I'm home