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Lyrics
[Wind whistles, low guitar pluck, distant hoofbeats]
Spoken / Whispered:
I ain’t a legend…
I’m a warning.
[Pause, then the music swells into Verse 1]
Verse 1
I was born where the vultures circle low
Where the law’s just a story people tell
Learned early how to dig a hole
Learned quicker how to fill it well
Pre-Chorus
Every town had a price on peace
Every man had a loaded excuse
Chorus
Ain’t no graves left open on this land
Every debt gets paid by hand
You run, you kneel, you draw, you stand
The dirt decides who’s a man
The sun don’t rise for the brave or bold
Just the ones not dead or sold
Verse 2
Rode with men who smiled at sin
Watched ‘em turn when the gold ran thin
Bad luck wears familiar skin
Usually calls you “friend”
Chorus
Ain’t no graves left open on this land
Every sin leaves a burnin’ brand
You swear you’re clean, you swear you planned
The dust don’t care—it understands
Bridge
I loved once…
That was my mistake
They hung her prayers from a courthouse nail
I buried God beside the lake
(music drops, low vocal)
I ain’t askin’ forgiveness
I just ain’t lyin’ anymore
Final Chorus
Ain’t no graves left open on this land
Just bones reachin’ for the damned
If my name’s spoken when I’m gone
Let it sound like a loaded gun
Outro
The West don’t end
It just waits
The West don’t end
It just waits
Details
GeneratedDec 14, 2025
Duration3:25
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark western cinematic song.Lone cowboy tells his tragic, confessional tale. Sparse acoustic guitar, low strings, male
Credits
Prompt by
Tonenico
TonenicoModelAria v5
