Lyrics
I got pockets
Filled with golden sunshine
In shallow jean pockets
They're tattered faded n torn
At the knees
Kinda similar to my soul
Now i dont wear no crown
I dont practice what i preach
Because everything i say
Is unrehearsed
My life course
Set to you
Destation is true
Just hope i make
In time to you
Or ill be so blue
Now warm that fire
Uncork that bottle
Sit and share love n stories
About all our glory
Lets share this day
Making its love own way .
Style
sultry funky soulful bluesy wailing slide guitar horns drums male voice
Credits
Prompt by
SpnksterNoVb67
SpnksterNoVb67GeneratedMar 15, 2026
ModelAria v5
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