Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red sun hangin’ on the canyon lip
Boot tracks cut through the dry creek bed
They say up there’s a river of chips
Every one of ’em bought in blood instead
Wind talkin’ through the yucca stalks
Old claims nailed to dead mesquite
I heard a name in the gravel and rocks
Like a pick on bone at my feet
[Chorus]
They call it the curse of Coyote Ridge
Where the gold shines sick and cold
You can cross that line, you can cross that bridge
But you’ll pay your weight in soul
Oh, I followed that whisper down
Til the stars went black and hid
Now I’m hearin’ chains in the hollow ground
That curse of Coyote Ridge
[Verse 2]
He stepped out of the sagebrush smoke (hey)
Hat brim burned, eyes like coal
Said, “Son, that map’s an old bad joke
I dug that vein ’til it dug my hole”
Showed me fingers, cracked and black
Dust clingin’ where skin should be
“Every nugget I hauled from that crack
Crawled back at night to bury me”
[Chorus]
They call it the curse of Coyote Ridge
Where the gold shines sick and cold
You can cross that line, you can cross that bridge
But you’ll pay your weight in soul
Oh, I followed that whisper down
Til the stars went black and hid
Now I’m hearin’ chains in the hollow ground
That curse of Coyote Ridge
[Bridge]
He said, “I struck it rich, rich as a king
But my boys grew wild, my woman drank flame
Cards took the house, fever took the ring
One by one, the crosses took their names”
“Still I swung that pick, still I dug that seam
Greed runs deep as a river in spring
Now my claim is a hole in a bad man’s dream
And my shackles are the shine of a thing” (woah)
[Verse 3]
I laughed once, just to taste my fear
Held that map to the lantern glow
Lines matched up like a cracked old mirror
Showin’ every scar I know
Dropped it there in the midnight sand
Watched the fire eat every road
But when I turned, felt a bony hand
Press my palm ’round phantom gold
[Chorus]
They call it the curse of Coyote Ridge
Where the gold shines sick and cold
You can cross that line, you can cross that bridge
But you’ll pay your weight in soul
Now I’m walkin’ circles in this dust
Hear him hummin’ through the ridges and the rid
Every heartbeat poundin’ like a rusted pump
To the curse of Coyote Ridge
[Outro]
Red sun gone, just a gunmetal sky
Two shadows on the canyon wall
One man leavin’, one can’t die
And that mine keeps callin’, callin’, callin’ (callin’)
Style
countrydusty dark-country ballad with male vocalstwangy baritone guitarand a slowstalking shuffle. lowtremolo-soaked leads weave around a brushed snare and distant toms. verses stay hushed and intimate; chorus rises with gravelly harmonies and a thickpulsing bass. add a ghostly lap steel that swells on key phrasesand a final stripped-down outro on just vocal and guitar.
Prompt
A dark country song about a lost gold mine full of cursed gold in the desert mountains. A ghost of an old miner and a man searching for it.
Credits
Prompt by
Gold_Diggin_Cowboy
Gold_Diggin_CowboyGeneratedJan 29, 2026
ModelAria v5
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