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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dust on the dash
Steel on my hands
Sun bleeding out
Over pumpjacks and sand
Radio low
Her name in my mind
Clock on the wall
Dragging out time
[Chorus]
Backroads and RivierMyia
Sipping something strong for me
Tailgate throne, she’s sitting tighter
By that old red maple tree
Every mile I’m pushing faster
Through the dark and diesel glow
Backroads and RivierMyia
Are the only way I go
[Verse 2]
She sends me a pic
Boots on the hood
Bottle by her knee
Sweatshirt and that look
Text on my phone
“Baby, don’t be long”
I swear this whole rig
Runs on her love
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
High beams cut through the gravel dust
Mailbox, cornfield, turn at the rust
There she is, porch light halo bright
Arms wide open in the middle of the night
Yeah, this hardhat heart, this busted spine
Keeps beating just to see her eyes
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 31, 2025
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Gritty modern country with twangy Telecaster riffs, steady mid-tempo stomp-clap groove, and warm male vocals. Verses stay lean with picked guitar and subtle organ pad; chorus explodes with stacked harmonies, big kick, and driving bass. Slide guitar fills answer key vocal lines, and a short half-time bridge lets the emotion breathe before a final, anthemic hook.
Credits
Prompt by
QuantumLoop75
QuantumLoop75ModelAria v5
Prompt
A bad ass country song about backroads and rivierMyia drinking all them long night waiting for me come home from the rig. I love her so much!
