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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke up with red clay on my boots
You left your coat on the chair
The screen door slams in the noon-day heat
And your name hangs heavy in the air
I drank black coffee gone cold
At a table scarred by time
I swear that old fan still turns
Like it's trying to unwind
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep your picture by the sink
Faded at the corners, worn thin
Every time I try to leave this place
You pull me right back in
[Chorus]
Red clay roads, take me home
Red clay roads, where did you go?
(Where did you go?)
My heart keeps beatin' your old tune
Red clay roads, come get me soon
(Come get me soon)
[Verse 2]
The truck's got dust in the seams
And a dent where the bumper bent
Your ring still sleeps in the ashtray
Like the last small thing you left
The jukebox hums in the back room
But it can't drown out your voice
I'm tryin' to learn how to let go
But I don't feel like I've got a choice
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep your picture by the sink
Faded at the corners, worn thin
Every time I try to leave this place
You pull me right back in
[Chorus]
Red clay roads, take me home
Red clay roads, where did you go?
(Where did you go?)
My heart keeps beatin' your old tune
Red clay roads, come get me soon
(Come get me soon)
[Bridge]
If I burn this letter tonight
Will the smoke know your name?
If I walk till my shoes fall apart
Will I still be the same?
[Break]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
[Final Chorus]
Red clay roads, take me home
Red clay roads, where did you go?
(Where did you go?)
My heart keeps beatin' your old tune
Red clay roads, come get me soon
(Come get me soon)
Details
GeneratedAug 13, 2026
Duration4:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blues with a slow, swung pocket and call-and-response phrasing; verse rides a sparse guitar, brushed snare, and walking bass, pre-chorus tightens with a bent-note lick and handclaps, chorus opens with harmonized gang replies and a smoking organ swell. Close-mic gravel vocal with doubled hook words, short delay throws on the last line, turntable crackle into the break, harmonica fills between lines, warm saturated mix with a dusty front-porch edge., blues
Credits
Prompt bypinkburkel
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
blues
