[Intro — clean guitar, wind and distant iron creaks]
Cold dawn bleeds on a rusted sky
Steel-toe boots and a tired man’s sigh
Diesel smoke like funeral breath
Another hitch flirtin’ close with death
[Verse 1 — heavy groove kicks in]
Derricks stand like crooked graves
Over bones of the men we gave
Frac tanks lined like soldiers in war
Guardin’ secrets from the earth’s black core
V-bottom steel hums low and tight
Shakin’ hard through the endless night
Mud on my hands, oil in my veins
Workin’ through thunder, blood, and rain
Dead men’s stories ride the wind
Names scratched deep in rusted tin
Every bolt that screams and cries
Sounds like ghosts that never died
[Pre-Chorus — rising tension]
I taste the grit, I breathe the smoke
Pullin’ fire till my knuckles broke
But her voice still cuts through the roar
Like heaven knockin’ on hell’s front door
[Chorus — wide, powerful hook]
We’re pullin’ oil from the devil’s throat
Draggin’ black blood from the world below
Dead men whisper through iron bones
While I’m breakin’ my back far from home
Frac tanks groan and the night turns cold
Hands stained black with the devil’s gold
But her love’s the light that guides my road
Through the dark of the devil’s throat
[Verse 2 — heavier, darker tone]
Graveyard shift and the sirens wail
Wind cuts sharp like coffin nails
Pumpjacks bow in endless prayer
Like sinners beggin’ in poisoned air
Lunch pail empty, coffee burned
Every mile’s a lesson learned
Steel bites deep in frozen ground
Where lost men’s echoes still resound
I see her face in the rig light glow
Everywhere that I gotta go
Miss her touch like breath itself
More than money, more than wealth
[Pre-Chorus — melodic lift]
One more turn of the iron chain
One more day of dirt and pain
One more mile I stand alone
One step closer back to home
[Chorus — stronger, layered vocals]
We’re pullin’ oil from the devil’s throat
Draggin’ black blood from the world below
Dead men whisper through iron bones
While I’m breakin’ my back far from home
Frac tanks groan and the night turns cold
Hands stained black with the devil’s gold
But her love’s the light that guides my road
Through the dark of the devil’s throat
[Breakdown — slow, crushing]
DIG… DEEP…
FEED… THE… WELL…
V-BOTTOM SHAKE — HOLD THE LINE
IRON SCREAM — ONE MORE TIME
DEAD MEN WATCH — FROM BELOW
AS WE BLEED FOR BLACKER GOLD
[Bridge — emotional country feel]
Front porch light in my memory burns
Countin’ days till my long return
Her arms wait at the end of the road
While I wrestle fire from the earth below
[Final Chorus — biggest emotional hit]
We’re pullin’ oil from the devil’s throat
Draggin’ black blood from the world below
Dead men whisper through iron bones
While I’m breakin’ my back far from home
Frac tanks groan and the night turns cold
Hands stained black with the devil’s gold
Yeah I’m a roughneck soul in a world so cold
But I’m comin’ back to her… from the devil’s throat
[Outro — fading steel guitar, wind blowing]
Derricks creak and the night runs slow
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