SoulRed

Lyrics

Intro

Kick up the mud, hear that roar,
Four wheels ain’t touchin’ the floor.

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Verse 1

Cracked boots, red clay,
Dust stickin’ to my face.
Wrenchin’ that ol’ Rubicon,
Through creeks like a tidal wave.
Ain’t no fancy city sweat,
This is grease and horsepower debt.

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Chorus

All wet, dirty, and sweat,
Tearin’ through the trails we ain’t mapped yet.
Wrangler doors off, leanin’ wide,
Holler if you’re ridin’ side by side!
Don’t get twisted, don’t forget—
I’m talkin’ engines, not romance regret.
Yeah, it’s all wet, dirty, and sweat.

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Verse 2

Got a two-wheeler barkin’ loud,
Kickstand flings that Georgia plow.
Side mirror’s just a ghost,
Paint scratched up like a fencepost.
Muddin’ ain’t for Sunday best—
It’s for flannels soaked in zest.

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Chorus

All wet, dirty, and sweat,
Tearin’ through the trails we ain’t mapped yet.
Wrangler doors off, leanin’ wide,
Holler if you’re ridin’ side by side!
Don’t get twisted, don’t forget—
I’m talkin’ engines, not romance regret.
Yeah, it’s all wet, dirty, and sweat.

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Bridge

You think it’s naughty—well, bless your heart,
But we’re just tearin’ these woods apart.
Skid marks like a work of art,
From that souped-up, high-lifted cart.

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Final Chorus

All wet, dirty, and sweat,
Crank it up, we ain’t done yet.
Side by side, let’s go collide,
With hills and rocks, not hearts or pride.
So get your mind outta the gutter, boys—
It’s torque and terrain that bring the noise.
Yeah, it’s all wet, dirty, and sweat.