🪕 [Verse 1 – Acoustic groove, laid-back but rich with heart]
It’s last call in this neon dive,
But that don’t mean the night’s done yet.
Someone’s yellin’ “Shoulda Been a Cowboy”
With a Marlboro light and no regrets.
The jukebox skips, the lights stay low,
That old flag above the bar still waves.
Some folks toast, some folks cry—
But we all raise one the same damn way.
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🎸 [Chorus – Big, singalong, feels like an anthem]
Play one more song for Toby,
Let that red dirt spirit fly.
Crack that bottle, stomp those boots,
And let that rebel soul ride high.
He gave us pride, he gave us fire,
He sang our truth through every line…
So crank it up, don’t kill the vibe—
Play one more song for Toby tonight.
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🍻 [Verse 2 – Little rougher, more rowdy, still reverent]
That truck out front’s got a flagpole bed,
And a sticker says “Beer for My Horses.”
We’ve been singin’ all night like patriots
With jukebox sermons as our choruses.
No he ain’t here, but he sure as hell is—
In every laugh and every cheer.
We might be sayin’ goodbye…
But legends don’t disappear.
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🧨 [Bridge – Breakdown, almost spoken over an acoustic drop]
This ain’t about mournin’—it’s about livin’.
About cranking the dial, pourin’ the whiskey,
And rememberin’ the man who never backed down
From sayin’ what we were all thinkin’.
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🎤 [Final Chorus – Even bigger, harmonies, full band energy]
Play one more song for Toby,
Let that country thunder roll.
From red solo cups to rebel trucks,
He’s the heart of every soul.
He gave us hell, he gave us hope,
He raised the roof and raised our pride…
So here’s to boots, beer, and battle cries—
Play one more song for Toby tonight.
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