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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There’s a county line sign by the old feed store
And a gravel road that remembers every wheel
We mind our business, lock our doors at night
And keep our word because that’s how we deal
[Pre-Chorus]
You can live your life the way you choose
But don’t mistake our quiet for a fuse
[Chorus]
Leave your trouble on the far side of town
Don’t bring your bad habits dragging us down
We’ve got porch lights, church bells, and a name to defend
Cross that line with disrespect, and your welcome will end
No threats, no grandstanding, no scene in the street
Just a firm shut door and a sheriff you’ll meet
[Verse 2]
We’ve got kids in the ballpark, supper on the stove
And a Saturday crowd at the hardware store
We don’t need your chaos, your swagger, or your schemes
We’ve seen that kind of trouble come before
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s room for anybody willing to stand straight
But bring harm to our neighbors and you’ll meet the law at the gate
[Chorus]
Leave your trouble on the far side of town
Don’t bring your bad habits dragging us down
We’ve got porch lights, church bells, and a name to defend
Cross that line with disrespect, and your welcome will end
No threats, no grandstanding, no scene in the street
Just a firm shut door and a sheriff you’ll meet
[Bridge]
This isn’t hate, it’s a boundary plain and clear
Respect the folks who live here, and you’re welcome near
But if you choose to hurt somebody, run or hide
The law will take your statement, and the truth will decide
[Final Chorus]
Leave your trouble on the far side of town
Don’t bring your bad habits dragging us down
We’ve got porch lights, church bells, and a name to defend
Cross that line with disrespect, and your welcome will end
No threats, no grandstanding, no scene in the street
Just a firm shut door and a sheriff you’ll meet
[Outro]
Small town, steady hands, standing on our ground
Bring respect through the gate—or keep riding out of town
Details
GeneratedSep 14, 2026
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
traditional country honky-tonk, brisk train-beat drums, acoustic guitar strum, twangy electric guitar fills, fiddle answering the vocal, upright bass, plainspoken baritone lead, dry intimate verses opening into a strong communal chorus, dusty live-band mix with restrained room ambience
Credits
Prompt bySnowySpider232
ModelAria v6
Prompt
A country song that sings any song bring all that nonsense to our small town. Keep your degenerate ways where you are. Bring it here and you’ll be dealt with quickly.
