[Verse 1] Dust on the dash Coffee in a paper cup We don't talk much But the windows stay rolled up Your boots on the glass Kicked up on my old seat You’re scrolling through your past While this highway swallows me [Chorus] Be my shotgun rider on the long way out Singing off-key love to the radio loud Yeah, we’re half messed up, half figured out But we still hold on when the wheels throw doubt If this all burns down, if the world gets quieter I just wanna be your Shotgun rider [Verse 2] Left your ring In the pocket of my blue jeans Said you’re sick of every small-town routine I said, “Climb in, We can outrun what they all think” You laughed, said, “Boy, you can’t outrun your own dreams” [Chorus] Be my shotgun rider on the long way out Singing off-key love to the radio loud Yeah, we’re half messed up, half figured out But we still hold on when the wheels throw doubt If this all burns down, if the world gets quieter I just wanna be your Shotgun rider [Bridge] I rap my fears in a low drawl flow (uh) You tap time on the dash real slow (yeah) We trade scars like they’re barroom jokes But the silence hits harder than the words we spoke Say you’re scared I’ll stay the same I’m scared you’ll go and change your name Out where nobody knows my face Would you still save me a place? [Chorus] Be my shotgun rider on the long way out Singing off-key love to the radio loud Yeah, we’re half messed up, half figured out But we still hold on when the wheels throw doubt If this all burns down, if the world gets quieter I just wanna be your Shotgun rider (shotgun rider) Your shotgun rider (hey) Yeah, if this all burns down, if the road gets tighter I just wanna be your Shotgun rider

rap, Moody mid-tempo country-trap with male vocals: fingerpicked acoustic intro over distant 808 thump and airy pads, then crunchy electric guitars and thick bass drop in on the hook. Verses stay half-sung, half-rap with tight hats and sparse kicks; chorus explodes into anthemic country-rock with gang vocals on the title line. Subtle slide guitar textures in second half, big roomy snare and wide reverb on the final refrain., moody, country, pop rock, alternative country, acoustic, country rock, pop, rock, electric, male vocals

Shotgun Rider at the Edge of Town