[Intro – clean country guitar, distant diesel idle, harmonica]
Sun cracks open on a rig yard line
Steel-toed boots in the red clay grime
Coffee black like the mud we bleed
Another twelve hours, another well to feed
[Build – banjo picking with rising distortion]
Hear them derricks sing that iron hymn
Wind cuts sharp, but we don’t bend
Hands torn raw, backs bowed low
Pray to the pipe as the pressure grows
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[Verse 1 – harsh vocals enter over chugs]
Hydrovac screaming like a beast in chains
Mud on my face like war-time paint
Digging trenches through frozen stone
Another man buried in the undertone
Steel cables snap in the dead night air
Cold bites deeper than a sinner’s prayer
Every turn of that drilling head
Feels like dancing with the goddamn dead
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[Pre-Chorus – half clean / half scream]
Dust in my lungs, diesel in veins
Pain is the price of the rig man’s name
Hold that line — don’t slip, don’t break
One wrong move is all it takes
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[Chorus – wide melodic country hook + screamed backing]
We sing that mud & iron gospel 🤠
Under derricks tall as sin
Black gold rising from the devil’s throat
While the earth shakes deep within
Yeah we ride through hell on diesel smoke
Hands cracked, hearts cold as stone
If I die out here in the drilling mud
Just bury me where the rigs drone
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[Verse 2 – faster, technical riffing]
Spinning that pipe till the sunrise bleeds
Torque screaming louder than dying pleas
Mud pump pounding like a war drum hit
Feel the whole damn ground submit
Hydrovac roaring — teeth in the frost
Every trench carved comes at a cost
Frozen ground and broken backs
Still chasing pay through the endless black
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[Breakdown Callout – spoken/gritty]
“SET THE BIT — DROP THE HAMMER — DIG IT DEEP!”
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[Breakdown – ultra slow slam, heavy imagery]
DER-RICKS
CREAK — LIKE — HANGMAN — TREES
PIPE — STACKED — TO — THE — SKY
WE
BLEED
BLACK
GOLD
DRILL
IT
DOWN
TILL
THE
EARTH
SCREAMS
⚙️⚙️⚙️
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[Bridge – acoustic country interlude]
Mama said, “Son, don’t chase that flame”
But hunger makes a man insane
So I sold my soul to a drilling rig
And found my home where the iron sings
Wind through cables hums my name
Like a ghost tied to the chain
If I never make it back again
Tell ‘em I died a rig man
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[Final Chorus – massive, cinematic]
We sing that mud & iron gospel
Under skies cut black with smoke
Derricks rising like cathedral bones
While the drilling steel invokes
Yeah the hydrovac roars like thunder
In the frozen midnight cold
If the devil wants my soul tonight
He’ll find it buried under oil
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[Final Breakdown – slow, crushing outro]
MUD — IN — MY — VEINS
IRON — IN — MY — SOUL
DIG
IT
DEEPER
TILL
I
GO
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