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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Female)
Met you leanin’ on a lawsuit truck
Dust on your boots, said you’re fresh outta luck
I was raisin’ hell just to pay my rent
Two broke hearts, one last cigarette
(Male)
You said, “Boy, you’re trouble,” I said, “So are you”
We were both too stubborn to say that was true
But we threw our bags in the same old bed
Shared one roof, and a lot we left unsaid
[Chorus]
(Female & Male)
We’re just rough roads, same home
Two cracked hearts, one stone
We fall apart, then fall back in
Cussin’, cryin’, fightin’ for the win (oh yeah)
Through the late bills, slammed doors
Sleeping on the hardwood floors
Every scar, every bruise we’ve known
Is just making us a place our kids call home
[Verse 2]
(Female)
I wanted Sunday dresses, you wanted late-night bars
You missed that scan, I threw out your guitar
Said I wouldn’t raise a kid on maybes and mights
You came back shaking, said, “I’m done with that life”
(Male)
Got a job turning wrenches, hands busted and raw
You were sick every morning, still you stood tall
We learned to say “sorry” more than “goodbye”
Held on tighter every time we almost let it die
[Chorus]
(Female & Male)
We’re just rough roads, same home
Two cracked hearts, one stone
We fall apart, then fall back in
Cussin’, cryin’, fightin’ for the win (hey!)
Through the lost sleep, night shifts
Cheap rings, big gifts of small lifts
Every scar, every bruise we’ve known
Is just carving out a place our kids call home
[Bridge]
(Female)
One day little boots by the front door mat
Crayon on the wall where the paint peeled back
(Male)
Tiny voice askin’, “Why you hug so tight?”
I say, “We fought this hard to get this life”
(Female & Male)
We ain’t perfect, we ain’t polished
Just two outlaws keepin’ promises
[Chorus]
(Female & Male)
We’re just rough roads, same home
Two cracked hearts, one stone
We fall apart, then fall back in
Laughin’, lovin’, finally gonna win (oh yeah)
Through the long days, short nights
Little hands tangled in our fights
Every scar, every bruise we’ve known
Built this wild, worn, welcome
For our kids to call it home
Details
GeneratedMar 13, 2026
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Gritty outlaw country duet with male and female vocals trading lines. Dry, twangy telecaster and brushed snare in the verses; big, roomy drums, fiddle swells, and stacked harmonies in the chorus. Tempo mid-slow with a loping swing, barroom piano fills on turnarounds. Choruses lean into call-and-response, last chorus modulates up a half-step for a lifted, triumphant feel., male vocals, female vocals
Credits
Prompt by
KingLouie
KingLouieModelAria v5
Prompt
Create a country out law duet of a female voice and male voice about pushing through the challenges for the over all end of being a family and having children together
