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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sunsets bleeding orange through the pines,
Miller Lite cans stacked, a Friday shrine.
The roar of engines, the dirt starts to fly,
Underneath that southern sky,
Dreams rise and collide.
[Chorus]
Sunsets, Miller Lite, and dirt track dreams,
The kind of life that’s rough at the seams.
The dust kicks high, the hearts beat fast,
Living for the moment, forget the past.
This is where we run, where we’re free,
Sunsets, Miller Lite, and dirt track dreams.
[Verse 2]
Grandstand’s full, and the air smells of grease,
The rumble shakes the ground, a wild release.
Jimmy's got his Chevy, number 29,
Says, "One day I'll cross that finish line,
And leave this town behind."
[Prechorus]
But tonight it’s just the thrill,
Chasing down the bends and hills.
[Chorus]
Sunsets, Miller Lite, and dirt track dreams,
The kind of life that’s rough at the seams.
The dust kicks high, the hearts beat fast,
Living for the moment, forget the past.
This is where we run, where we’re free,
Sunsets, Miller Lite, and dirt track dreams.
[Bridge]
The announcer calls the final lap,
The moon peeks out, the sky turns black.
The crowd holds their breath, the engines scream,
Victory’s just a fleeting gleam,
But it’s worth every ounce of steam.
Details
GeneratedDec 13, 2025
Duration3:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
twangy, country, driven by acoustic guitar and banjo with steady kick drum, male vocals, hard country, gritty
Credits
Prompt byPhaserSolar688
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Sunsets, miller lite and dirt track racing in the south, hard country
