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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Born in the rust and rain
Stole what he ate, then ran again
Card games, back alleys, quick hands
Dreaming of stars over dead-end land
Met a Wookiee in a prison hold
Cut his chains, bought his soul with bold
Two outlaws in a metal sky
Laughing as the law screamed by
[Chorus]
Never tell me the odds
I’ve been broke, I’ve been bought, I’ve been gods-forsaken
I’ve outrun every cage they’ve drawn
If the road looks wrong, that’s the road I’m taking
From backroom bets to blazing suns
I bet my life on the long-shot runs
Never tell me the odds
I’ll make my own way on
[Verse 2]
Won a ship on a crooked hand
White and worn, but she’d understand
Hidden panels, temper like his
Fast enough to outfly any quiz
Cargo in the floor, heat on the tail
Bluff on his lips when the bluff might fail
Shot first when the choice was clear
Walked out slow, pocket full of fear
[Chorus]
Never tell me the odds
I’ve been broke, I’ve been bought, I’ve been gods-forsaken
I’ve outrun every cage they’ve drawn
If the road looks wrong, that’s the road I’m taking
From frozen debts to rising suns
I bet my life on the long-shot runs
Never tell me the odds
I’ll make my own way on
[Bridge]
Then came a farm kid, eyes too bright
An old believer, talking right
A princess with a burn in her tongue
He called it a job, but he’d already come undone
[Bridge]
He turned that ship toward the fire
Found something heavier than desire
Came back when he swore he was done
Watched a kid pull dawn out of a dying sun (ohh)
[Chorus]
Never tell me the odds
I’ve seen friends in the ground, seen empires shaken
I’ve flown blind through the darkest storm
If your faith feels thin, that’s how legends awaken
From carbon stone to morning guns
I bet my heart on the losing ones
Never tell me the odds
I’ll keep on holding on
[Verse 3]
Years rolled by like debris fields
Scars on his face, on the hull, on the shields
Lost the boy he tried to raise
Lost the love he’d learned to praise
Walked that bridge on a fragile beam
Spoke one word, split apart the dream
Falling with his son’s dark eyes
Still hearing old friends’ battle cries
[Chorus]
Never tell me the odds
I was wrong, I was right, I was mistaken
I was smuggler, fool, and friend
I was running, always running, till my heart was taken
From dirty docks to dying stars
I chased my name through a thousand wars
Never tell me the odds
Some ghosts just carry on
[Outro]
Blaster smoke and a crooked grin
A lucky ship and a life of sin
If I go down in a fire of light
I’ll still be laughing into the night (hey)
Never tell me the odds
Just point me toward the fight
Details
GeneratedApr 15, 2026
Duration4:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Cinematic space-western rock: dusty electric guitars, swaggering drums, and steady bass; verses ride a mid-tempo groove with storytelling focus, choruses explode with gang vocals and big chords, bridge strips back to vocal + toms then slams into a final, anthemic hook
Credits
Prompt by
The_MC
The_MCModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Write a song about the entire life of Han Solo, early years, smuggler, rebellion fighter. Call it, Never Tell Me The Odds.
