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Lyrics
Verse 1
In Roanoke, the dusk runs red
Through hollers deep where old ghosts tread
Mama hums low with a Mason jar grace
And the hound keeps watch like time lost its place
Bristol’s humming with a fiddle cry
And screen doors sing when the moon walks by
We passed that flask and let sorrow burn
In the ember glow where the heartstrings turn
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Chorus
Out here in Virginia, the sky bleeds gold
From the Blue Ridge peaks to the ocean cold
Where love cuts deep and we love out loud
And grief rolls slow like a mountain cloud
Out here in Virginia, we plant and grieve
With calloused hands and hearts on our sleeve
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Verse 2
Lynchburg prayers in a pew-worn row
Storms came through but we never let go
Route 29 like a lifeline thread
Through silent nights and the words we never said
Richmond’s hymns in a tobacco drawl
Rivers preach truths through the Capitol’s sprawl
The past runs thick in that southern clay
But we waltz through the weight like we ain’t afraid
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Bridge
I still see you near Chesapeake Bay
Salt in your hair like the ghost of May
You said, “This land don’t forget its kin”
So I drive ‘til the waves wash where we’ve been
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Final Chorus
Out here in Virginia, the sky bleeds gold
From the Blue Ridge peaks to the ocean cold
Where love cuts deep and we love out loud
And grief rolls slow like a mountain cloud
Out here in Virginia, we plant and grieve
With calloused hands and hearts on our sleeve
Yeah, out here in Virginia… we still believe
Details
GeneratedJul 3, 2025
Duration2:45
LanguageEnglish
Style
Fingerpicked guitar, banjo, harmonica, light percussion, and steel guitar. Warm, raw Americana mix stripped-down vocals
Credits
Prompt by
stringham
stringhamModelAria v4
