Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Dust on my boots Blood on my buckle Learned how to smile Right through the struggle Barstool Bible Half-torn page Tattooed knuckles Holding my rage Mama said soften I hardened instead Every "I love you" Just messed with my head [Chorus] I’m cold as the canyon Stone in my chest Heart like a pistol I keep it suppressed I don’t feel nothin’ That’s what I tell ’em, though I’m a heartless cowboy Ride till it’s time to go [Verse 2] Sleep with my back Flat to the wall Call it survival I just call it all Every goodbye Carved into bone Turned that hurt Into barbed-wire tone I gave up hopin’ On soft summer plans Now it’s hard liquor truth In these cracked-up hands [Chorus] I’m cold as the canyon Stone in my chest Heart like a pistol I keep it suppressed I don’t feel nothin’ That’s what I tell ’em, though I’m a heartless cowboy Ride till it’s time to go [Bridge] Yeah, pain made a ghost Outta every warm thought (every warm thought) So I laugh at the loss Like it don’t hurt a lot (don’t hurt a lot) If love comes lookin’ It won’t find home Just boot prints fading In dust and bone [Chorus] I’m cold as the canyon Stone in my chest Heart like a pistol I keep it suppressed I don’t feel nothin’ That’s what I tell ’em, though I’m a heartless cowboy Ride till it’s time to go Yeah, I’m a heartless cowboy Guess that’s all I’ll ever know
Tags
rap, Slow, haunting country-rap blend with male vocals; sparse picked acoustic and distant tremolo electric set a lonely desert tone, 70–80 BPM. Verses ride a low, ominous hip-hop groove with deep sub and tight rimshots, vocal sitting close and dry. Chorus opens with wide, reverb-soaked harmonies and organ swells, steel guitar answering the topline. Subtle choir pads in the bridge, then everything strips back to vocal and guitar for the last hook., slow, country
Duration
3:53
Instrumental
No
Created
1/27/2026