[Verse 1]
Boots on the dash, sand in the crack,
Moonshine sippin', never lookin' back.
Three amigos, ridin' in the haze,
Time moves slower when the Gulf sun blazes.
Laughs roll louder than a six-string strum,
Stories from the past, whiskey on the tongue.
We ain't kings, but the night feels royal,
Three cowboys, our bond stays loyal.
[Chorus]
Gulf Coast Cowboy, leading the ride,
Smokin' that peace pipe, chillin' with the tide.
Outlaws of leisure, with nothin' to prove,
Runnin' through the night, bluesy groove.
[Verse 2]
Truck bed throne, where the stars align,
Passin' the bottle, wastin' time divine.
Campfire cackle, shadows do their dance,
Life's a slow song, no need to advance.
The breeze carries secrets, salty and warm,
Gulf winds whisper, "Y’all weathered the storm."
No gold, no crowns, just a rebel's creed,
Livin' by the water, that's all we need.
[Pre-Chorus]
Tide rolls in, tide rolls out,
Our rhythm's steady, no need to shout.