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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gravel crackin’, boots dusty on the road,
Backwoods symphony, the cicadas compose.
Camo on my cap, truck sittin' fat,
Dip in my lip, cooler stacked in the back.
Moonshine sippin’, stars doin' the waltz,
Every dent on my fender tells a story with salt.
[Chorus]
Tailgates and tall tales, legends in the sky,
Where the 808s rumble, the echoes don’t lie.
We’re wild in the night, the firelight prevails,
Singin’ our anthem, tailgates and tall tales.
[Verse 2]
Holler through the holler, echoes bounce off the creek,
Cornbread crumbs and a secret recipe.
The barn light’s dim, shadows dance in the field,
Shotgun on the rack, never know what it yields.
Ghosts in the woods, whispers in the pine,
Every scratch on my boots, a chapter in time.
[Prechorus]
Drum kicks heavy, hearts keepin' pace,
We’re dirt road poets, no time to waste.
[Chorus]
Tailgates and tall tales, legends in the sky,
Where the 808s rumble, the echoes don’t lie.
We’re wild in the night, the firelight prevails,
Singin’ our anthem, tailgates and tall tales.
[Bridge]
Acoustic strings hum, the synths start to weep,
Memories stitched in the stitches we keep.
Rain clouds threaten, but we ain’t afraid,
Lightning just strikes when a story gets made.
Details
GeneratedAug 17, 2025
Duration3:22
LanguageEnglish
Style
electric, anthemic hook, country-trap, country, rap, moody, heavy 808s, acoustic, alternative country, male vocals, with a blend of twangy acoustic guitar, and moody synth textures
Credits
Prompt by
Jpaul14
Jpaul14ModelAria v4
Prompt
Tailgates, country-trap, electric, anthemic hook., country, alternative country, male vocals, heavy 808s, rap, with a blend of twangy acoustic guitar, and moody synth textures. male vocals
