Red Dust, Cold Beer

[Verse 1]
Red dust on the tailgate
Sun sinking down in a blaze
You hop in
Laughing at my haircut
Bare feet on the dash
Saying “take me someplace”
That old Ute’s got two good speakers
And one headlight that shakes
You steal my hat
Steal my last smoke
Say
“bet you won’t light these tracks up
Mate”
[Chorus]
Dirt road love in the middle of nowhere
Kicking up stones
Burning up old air
You in my shirt
Hair all wild
Laughing like a drunk kid
Trouble child
Smoke in the sky
Cold beers in the tray
Tires screaming while your worries fade
If it all goes up in a cloud above
Let it burn
That dirt road love (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You’re filming on your cracked-up phone
As I spin that wheel too hard
Circle marks in the farmer’s paddock
Heart doing donuts in the dark
You’re yelling
“send it
Send it”
While you drain that lager down
We kiss with our eyes still laughing
Taste of wheat and a one-horse town
[Chorus]
Dirt road love in the middle of nowhere
Kicking up stones
Burning up old air
You in my shirt
Hair all wild
Laughing like a drunk kid
Trouble child
Smoke in the sky
Cold beers in the tray
Tires screaming while your worries fade
If it all goes up in a cloud above
Let it burn
That dirt road love
[Bridge]
One day we might trade this rust
For a house and a trimmed-up lawn
But I’ll still see you on that bonnet
Bare legs
Big grin
Egging me on (woah)
[Chorus]
Dirt road love in the middle of nowhere
Kicking up stones
Burning up old air
You in my shirt
Hair all wild
Laughing like a drunk kid
Trouble child
Smoke in the sky
Cold beers in the tray
Tires screaming while your worries fade
If it all goes up in a cloud above
Let it burn
That dirt road love
Yeah
Let it burn
That dirt road love (oh yeah)

Upbeat country-rock with twangy Telecaster riffs, steady driving drums, and warm bass. Male vocals with a rowdy, smile-in-the-voice delivery; gang shouts on key lines. Choruses hit big with stacked harmonies, open hi-hats, and a crowd-sing feel. Bridge strips to kick, handclaps, and vocal before a final full-band blowout.