Lyrics
Intro
maleStation is weak but it finds us anywaySome kid in Lubbock learning how to playYou turn it up when the fiddle comes inI keep one hand on the wheel and one on your hand
Chorus
togetherRed dirt radio, late-night staticLove in a truck that is not that dramaticIf the signal fades we still know the wordsRed dirt radio, our kind of church
Solo
femaleWe missed the exit just to hear the endYou laughed like that was the whole plan thenI do not need a skyline to tell me it is realIf it sounds like home I can make the deal
Chorus
togetherRed dirt radio, late-night staticLove in a truck that is not that dramaticIf the signal fades we still know the wordsRed dirt radio, our kind of church
Bridge
[Male] Do not change the station, leave it right thereI like it messy, I like it bare[Together] That is how we found us, somewhere in the air
Outro
Red dirt radioOur kind of church