Boys Back Home by Dylan Marlowe & Dylan Scott

Yeah, here's to the boys back home
Drinkin' dirt road beers on a Friday night
Yeah, I'm wishin' I was with y'all
Singin' them old songs
Trucks circled up 'round a farm fire (Let's go)

To the ones keepin' that dirt on their Carhartt
Yeah, headin' down to the bank to cash that work-hard
To the ones pushin' that needle in the red in a diesel
They my kinda people underneath them stars
Down in Georgia, yeah, I got one for ya

Yeah, here's to the boys back home
Drinkin' dirt road beers on a Friday night
Yeah, I'm wishin' I was with y'all
Singin' them old songs
Trucks circled up 'round a farm fire
Puttin' paint on that small town
Turnin' dirt into them dust clouds
Hell yeah, it's been too long
This one right here's to the boys back home

Just tell 'em about it

I know you're holdin' that hometown down
Doing nothin' to do like nobody does
I know I can't be right there, right now
But Lord knows I'm wishin' I was
Yeah, so I'm gonna raise one up

Yeah, here's to the boys back home
Drinkin' dirt road beers on a Friday night
Yeah, I'm wishin' I was with y'all
Singin' them old songs
Trucks circled up 'round a farm fire
Puttin' paint on that small town
Turnin' dirt into them dust clouds
Hell yeah, it's been too long
This one right here's to the boys back home
To the boys back home

Yeah, here's to the boys back home
Drinkin' dirt road beers on a Friday night
Yeah, I'm wishin' I was with y'all
Singin' them old songs
Trucks circled up 'round a farm fire
Puttin' paint on that small town
Turnin' dirt into them dust clouds
Hell yeah, it's been too long
This one right here's to the boys back home
Here's to the boys back home
Yeah, this one right here's to the boys back home