(Tempo: Fast & Driving. Key: A Major. Style: Modern Country/Rock with heavy fiddle and electric guitar)
Intro
(Driving, syncopated drum beat kicks in, followed by a sharp, rhythmic fiddle riff. The electric guitar hits a quick, crunchy chord.)
(0:05)
(A lone voice, spoken, with a smirk): “Alright, ladies and gents. Let’s make some dust.”
Verse 1
(0:10)
(Acoustic guitar strums fast, the bass line walks aggressively)
Sunrise hit the asphalt, tank is runnin’ low
But I got a six-string promise and a place I gotta go
Yeah, I traded in the spurs for a set of high-heeled boots
But the spirit of the West, baby, runs deep down in the roots
(0:25)
Got my bandana knotted, lipstick bold and bright
Just clocked out on Friday, gonna own this Saturday night
Leave your worries by the pickup, drop 'em in the dirt
Tonight, we’re talkin’ freedom, forget about the hurt!
Pre-Chorus
(0:40)
(Drums shift to a big, four-on-the-floor beat. Fiddle starts playing an ascending, excited run.)
Well, the whiskey’s poured, the lights are low
There’s a rhythm callin’, where the wild things go
Hear that bass drum thumpin'? Yeah, you know the drill...
If you got a fire in your heart, you just can’t keep it still!
Chorus 🌟 (The Line Dance Call!)
(0:55)
(All instruments hit hard. Big harmony on the vocals. This is the part everyone sings and stomps to!)
🎶 STOMP THE DUST! PIVOT LEFT!
TAKE A STEP BACK, CATCH YOUR BREATH!
HANDS UP HIGH, SHAKE THAT FRINGE!
EVERY COWBOY NEEDS A REVENGE
OF THE WEEKEND! YEAH!
(1:10)
SLIDE IT RIGHT! NOW SLIDE IT BACK!
HEADIN’ DOWN THE HONKY-TONK TRACK!
THIS IS OUR TOWN, THIS IS OUR TIME!
FIND THAT RHYTHM, MAKE IT CLIMB!
TILL THE SUN COMES UP, WE’RE DANCIN’ FREE!
JUST A COW-GIRL AND THE BEAT, BABY, LOOK AT ME!
Verse 2
(1:25)
(Energy stays high. Fiddle interjects short, sharp phrases.)
See that guy by the jukebox, thinkin' he's too cool?
Just wait 'til the hook hits, he'll be breakin' every rule!
Don’t need no fancy pick-up line or a shiny silver belt
Just a partner on the floor who knows exactly what I felt
(1:40)
This ain't no slow waltz, honey, this is high-octane flow
If you miss a step, who cares? Just go, go, go!
From Texas to Toronto, the word is on the street
This anthem’s gonna travel, you can’t fight the beat!
Pre-Chorus
(1:55)
(Drums build momentum again. The fiddle and guitar exchange quick licks.)
Well, the whiskey’s poured, the lights are low
There’s a rhythm callin’, where the wild things go
Hear that bass drum thumpin'? Yeah, you know the drill...
If you got a fire in your heart, you just can’t keep it still!
Chorus 🌟 (The Line Dance Call!)
(2:10)
🎶 STOMP THE DUST! PIVOT LEFT!
TAKE A STEP BACK, CATCH YOUR BREATH!
HANDS UP HIGH, SHAKE THAT FRINGE!
EVERY COWBOY NEEDS A REVENGE
OF THE WEEKEND! YEAH!
GypsyMoon
