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DIRT RECORDS

DIRT RECORDS
Rick A. / Genre: Country
DIRT RECORDS
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Dirt Records
Rick Amburgey/Melyssa Corrigan/Dana Pagane


Verse 1:
We’d swing, get a hit, run like fire
Round that sandlot, we never got tired
The neighborhood boys, we’d put on a show
All summer long til the sun sank low

Pre-Chorus:
And even then, we’d still come back for more…

Chorus:
Tryin’ to break (them) dirt records
Earn a little local glory
Dirt records, hell, we still tell the stories
Small town kids with big time dreams
All in for victory
Trying to break dirt records
And make home town history

Verse 2:
Bought a rusted red Ford when I learned to drive
The fellas had me take her off roading one time
Dared me into a triple 360 spin
To beat the double one my brother did

Pre-Chorus:
Wasn’t sure if we were gonna live…

Chorus:
Tryin’ to break (them) dirt records
Earn a little local glory
Dirt records, hell, we still tell the stories
Small town kids with big time dreams
All in for victory
Trying to break dirt records
And make home town history

Bridge:
They might not have been medals
Made of silver or of gold
But they meant more than anything
And if you know, you know….

Chorus:
Tryin’ to break (them) dirt records
Earn a little local glory
Dirt records, hell, we still tell the stories
Small town kids with big time dreams
All in for victory
Trying to break dirt records
And make home town history
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