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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mud on my boots, sun on my neck
Bills in the dash and a half-paid check
Been through the fire, been through the storm
Still get up early, still keep warm
Mama said, son, keep your back bone straight
Daddy said, grind, don’t let ’em take
Every scar got a story to tell
I learned a hard road walks me well
[Pre-Chorus]
So I hold my head high
Let the old pain slide
I don’t fold, I don’t freeze
Just breathe, then I ease
[Chorus]
Walking tall, walking tall
Through the battles and the bull shit
Walking tall, walking tall
I don’t break, I don’t quit
Back roads roll, family ride
Got love in the seat beside me
Walking tall, walking tall
That’s how I’m built, that’s how I’m made
[Verse 2]
Tailgate down, dirt road crown
Little ones laughing as the sun goes down
A cooler full of ice and a radio song
Mom’s hand on the wheel like a prayer all along
We talk about dreams, we talk about rent
What got bent, what won’t get bent
Small town miles and a big strong name
Same muddy blood, same flame
[Pre-Chorus]
So I hold my head high
Let the old pain slide
I don’t fold, I don’t freeze
Just breathe, then I ease
[Chorus]
Walking tall, walking tall
Through the battles and the bull shit
Walking tall, walking tall
I don’t break, I don’t quit
Back roads roll, family ride
Got love in the seat beside me
Walking tall, walking tall
That’s how I’m built, that’s how I’m made
[Bridge]
If the world gets loud, I lean on grace
If I take a hit, I keep my pace
Knees get dirty, hands get worn
Still I rise like I was born
[Chorus]
Walking tall, walking tall
Through the battles and the bull shit
Walking tall, walking tall
I don’t break, I don’t quit
Back roads roll, family ride
Got love in the seat beside me
Walking tall, walking tall
That’s how I’m built, that’s how I’m made
Details
GeneratedJun 23, 2026
Duration2:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country rap with a mid-tempo two-step bounce and snapped hi-hats; verse rides gritty acoustic guitar, tight kick, and sub-bass; pre-chorus pulls back to handclaps and steel-guitar bends; chorus hits with stacked male gang vocals, a chantable hook, and short delay throws on the title line. Adds truck-door slams, porch-amp claps, and a banjo lick into the lift. Bright, punchy, dust-in-the-floorboard mix with close-mic lead., country, rap
Credits
Prompt by
J_D
J_DModelAria v5.5
Prompt
rap, country mix walking tall though the battles and the bull shit in life cruising down the back roads with family by my side
