Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Dust on my boots Brown bottle on my breath Spurs singing time With every step toward death Sun chews the horizon Like a mouth full of chaw Got a habit in my pocket And a hammer I can draw [Chorus] Cattle Guns Itchy trigger finger Tobacco on my tongue Let the burn just linger Gun smoke halos hanging in the sky Whiskey in my blood Horse running wild I ain’t living long I’m living high [Verse 2] Card game in the bunkhouse Money stacked like fence posts One bad bluff Now I’m facing down ghosts He twitched toward his waistband I twitched toward my steel By the time his eyes widened All he saw was the peel [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Leather reins wrap tight ’round a shaking hand Prayin’ to a God I barely understand If the angels come They better come quick ‘Cause the things I’ve done Cut heavy and thick [Chorus]
Tags
Hard-edged outlaw country, mid-tempo swing. Dirty Telecaster riffs, steel guitar bends, and a stomping kick with brushed snare. Male vocals rough and close-miked; gang shouts on the hook. Fiddle doubles the chorus melody, barroom piano sneaks in on the last hook for a rowdy singalong feel.
Duration
2:41
Instrumental
No
Created
12/31/2025