Dustin’s Wild Ride

Down by the creek with a cane pole in his hand

Young Dustin knew the secrets of the bottom land

Always out hunting before the sun could rise

Living out a wild country boy's paradise

He had his own boat

floating on the bayou

Sixteen arrived with a beat-up pickup truck

Just enough rust and a whole lot of luck

At Orange Grove School he'd watch the clock turn round

Dreaming of the woods outside of town

Oh Dustin, always looking for a brand new road

From the Southern pines to where the oil wells flowed (yeah)

Then he packed his bags and moved to East Texas clay

Working in the oilfield,

earning his daily pay

Up to New Mexico,

in the mountain air

With a steady aim,

he brought down a bear

Took a flight to Florida,

flying all alone

Far away from the places he had known

Met two pretty girls on that sunny sand

Just a boy making moves across the land (ooh-ooh-ooh)

Yeah, Dustin's wild ride