

Prompt / Lyrics
“Neon on the County Line” Verse 1 Sun sinking low like a bullet in the west Boots on the dash, heart beating in my chest Dust on the Chevy, rust on the door Radio screaming like it’s fighting a war Got a six-string riding shotgun seat And a past that won’t let go of me Gravel flying like sparks from a flame Every backroad around here knows my name Pre-Chorus Yeah I’ve been broke, been bent, been bruised Been a hell-raising headline on the six o’clock news But I ain’t done, no I ain’t through Got gasoline dreams and something to prove Chorus We’re lighting up the night like a match in the wind Running these roads like we’re born to sin Neon on the county line, burning wild and free Got that outlaw blood running hot in me If loving you’s a crime, baby lock them doors We’ll turn this small town into something more Crank it loud, let the tailgate drop We ain’t ever gonna let this fire stop ⸻ Verse 2 Tattoo moon hanging over that field Stars shining down like a chrome windshield Your hair blowing wild like a prairie storm Every time you laugh it keeps me warm You said “Boy you’re trouble in a faded cap” I said “Girl I ain’t arguing with that” But when you slide your hand in mine Even the devil falls in line Pre-Chorus We ain’t polished, we ain’t clean We’re a little too loud for this town’s routine But every time that engine roars Feels like freedom kicking down the door Chorus We’re lighting up the night like a match in the wind Running these roads like we’re born to sin Neon on the county line, burning wild and free Got that outlaw blood running hot in me If loving you’s a crime, baby lock them doors We’ll turn this small town into something more Crank it loud, let the tailgate drop We ain’t ever gonna let this fire stop ⸻ Bridge (Break it down – gritty, slow burn) Let the tires scream hallelujah Let the jukebox testify We don’t need no silver spoon Just a full tank and a July sky If tomorrow tries to find us It’ll be too far behind us We’re chasing down forever With a rebel heart and a four-wheel drive ⸻ Final Chorus (Bigger, louder) We’re lighting up the night like a match in the wind Running these roads like we’re born to sin Neon on the county line, burning wild and free Ain’t nobody putting chains on me If loving you’s a crime, let ‘em read my rights We’ll kiss in the glow of those blue light nights Crank it loud, let the tailgate drop This bad ass love ain’t ever gonna stop
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2/26/2026