Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Boot prints in the red dirt Dust on a busted old brim Cattle moanin' at the fence line Heart beat runnin' wild in my grip Sun low Sky like a furnace Hands stained dark from the leaf Cold steel tucked by my belt line Warm burn under my teeth [Chorus] Powder burn whiskey on my breath Tobacco on my tongue Dealin' with death Itchy trigger finger Sayin' "pull Pull Pull" Smoke in my lungs Head never full Powder burn whiskey All I got left If the Good Lord wants me He can take what's left [Verse 2] Cards down on a rough plank table One eye on the door One on you Bar talk thick as the fog here Every laugh cut sharp Runnin' through Gun smoke hangin' like a curtain Yellow lamp buzz Room gone thin I tap that handle with my knuckle Just a twitch from lettin' hell in [Chorus] [Bridge] I seen steers break through a fence line Seen men break just the same All it takes is one fast second To give a boy a wicked name So I spit that brown in the sawdust Raise that glass Hold it high Tell myself I'll holster this temper Then I taste that fire And I just can't lie [Chorus]
Tags
Gritty outlaw country, swung midtempo groove. Baritone male vocals over twangy telecaster, brushed snare, upright bass. Verse stays sparse and tight; chorus swells with gang shouts, plate reverb, and stacked harmonies. Slide guitar answers vocal lines; final chorus adds stomps, claps, and a ragged shout-along tail.
Duration
2:59
Instrumental
No
Created
12/31/2025