Good Dirt

Reckless driving Hit some ditch in the highway I went flying Now I'm a mess crying in the driveway But I can't spend my whole life missing you When Carrie said the bearded dude should drive She was right Cuz we fall down a little bit Get high a little bit Take a wrong turn in Michigan Just to begin again What a strange world we're living in Oh my Cinnamon It's some good dirt isn't it Isn't it, isn't it, isn't it What a Friday To wake up somewhere in Oregon I've been driving For 16 fucking hours through the morning Oh I can't spend my whole life looking back To wake up gently buried in the snow oh no My uncle Andy said the bottom of the bin Is where the flowers always grow So we fall down a little bit Get high a little bit Take a wrong turn in Michigan Just to begin again What a strange world we're living in Oh my Cinnamon It's some good dirt isn't it Isn't it, isn't, isn't it Some good dirt Some good times For good days And goodbyes For old friends And bad jokes For stale weed And cheap wine It's a shit grave That we dug But damn if It ain't some Good dirt isn't it, isn't it, isn't it, isn't it