Red Dirt Roads at Night

I used to run out on the level land
 Sun beating down on the Cimarron sand
 My heart still lies out on those windswept plains
 Where poor dirt farmers used to pray for rain
 One thing I miss, you know I like
 Riding down the red dirt roads at night
 I'm talking about those Oklahoma times
 Payne County girls looked so fine
 Cruised those section lines
 Feeling all right
 Drive back into the Stillwater lights
 One thing I miss, you know I like
 Riding down the red dirt roads at night
 Riding down the red dirt roads at night
 Trying to lose the Oklahoma blues
 Riding down the red dirt roads at night
 Six pack by my side, a bottle of wine Sweet baby, you would look so fine
 One thing I miss, you know I like
 Riding down those red dirt roads at night
 Those younger years never did me no harm
 Always seemed to be a party at the farm
 Brixies Pond, the Hideaway
 To the Strip and into Bill's at the end of the day
 But the thing I miss most, you know I like Is riding down the red dirt roads at night
 Riding down the red dirt roads at night
 Trying to lose the Oklahoma blues
 Riding down the red dirt roads at night
 Six pack by my side, bottle of wine
 Oh sweet baby, you'd look so fine
 One thing I miss, you know I like
 Riding down those red dirt roads at night
 Red dirt roads
 Riding down the red dirt roads