Sweet like Sunday she said goodnight In my old t-shirt and summer blue eyes She doesn't know that by morning light I'll be gone Every heartache is tragic when it's finally done Even the moon cries at night for the sun I stopped on the bridge where the Red River runs And looked back to the past Red dirt you've been slipping through my fingers I may be crazy now to leave her But I need something more to make me stay, that won't wash away Like me and her and red dirt God knows it hurts me that I let her down But my dreams and my plans are too much for that town I look at the clock, she probably knows it by now I'd better drive Before I change my mind Red dirt you've been slipping through my fingers I may be crazy now to leave her But I need something more to make me stay, that won't wash away Like me and her and red dirt We were younger Caught in the heat of September When we laid down in that red dirt But I've got to learn how to live in the now Gotta do without that Red dirt you've been slipping through my fingers I may be crazy now to leave her But I need something more to make me stay, that won't wash away Like me and her and red dirt I'm gonna miss that red dirt