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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots kick dust on a red dirt morning
Map in my pocket
Coffee gone cold
Those jagged teeth on the far horizon
Keep chewing up every rumor of gold
Wildflowers lean in the dry heat breathing
Purple and yellow in a rusty tin can
A little gray squirrel on a leaning cactus
Stares me down like it knows my plan (hey!)
[Chorus]
Out in the shadow of Superstition
I chase a story that’s older than time
Every dry creek
Every broken boulder
Whispers
“Girl
That vein is mine”
If I get lost in the Lost Dutchman
Let my name ride on the roaming wind
’Cause I found something brighter than the treasure
In the place where the desert begins
[Verse 2]
Sunburned nose and a frayed bandana
Sweat on my neck
Steel in my hand
Old prospector carved his fear in the canyon
Left ghost notes in the rock and sand
Cholla blooms like a crown of fire
Buzzards circle in a lazy ring
I strike stone
Strike hope
Strike silence
Hear my own heart echo and sing (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Out in the shadow of Superstition
I chase a story that’s older than time
Every dry creek
Every broken boulder
Whispers
“Girl
That vein is mine”
If I get lost in the Lost Dutchman
Let my name ride on the roaming wind
’Cause I found something brighter than the treasure
In the place where the desert begins
[Bridge]
Maybe the gold was a lie from the start
Just bait on the hook for a restless heart
’Cause the bloom on the sand and the thorns in my skin
Feel richer than anything locked in a tin
[Chorus]
Out in the shadow of Superstition
I chased a story and fell into me
Every dry creek
Every broken boulder
Turned into pages of my own history
If I get lost in the Lost Dutchman
Sing my song where the red rocks spin
’Cause I found something brighter than the treasure
In the place where the desert
The wild Arizona desert
In the place where the desert begins
Details
GeneratedFeb 16, 2026
Duration4:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Classic rock groove with female vocals; crunchy overdriven guitars and steady mid-tempo drums, warm bass locked to a swinging backbeat. Verses ride on palm-muted riffs and tambourine, chorus blooms with wide vocal harmonies and open chords. Short reverb on the voice, bluesy lead guitar fills between lines and a lifted, anthemic final chorus., female vocals, classic rock
Credits
Prompt byRareSolo321
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Let’s do a song about Arizona superstition mountains lost Dutchman gold mine flowers at the desert, squirrel, cactus female voice, classic rock
