Blacktop - Alan Jackson

This ain’t no song about the good old days

Simpler times or easy ways

Oh how I long for an old dirt road

Greener grass or a lighter load

I was glad to see the blacktop

When they laid it down in '65

Yeah I was glad to see the blacktop

No more dust in my eyes

Rain would fall and the mud would rise

Through my toes in the summertime

All those teen would drive and play

Dust would fly like a dandelion

I stomp my toes on rocks and stones

Slept in fairy mo park homes

Watch my mamma shake that line

Dusting clothes off hanging in a hot sunshine