Lone Star Sunday

[Verse 1]
Jalapeño poppers on a paper plate
Charcoal smoke on a rusted gate
You’re laughing in my old lawn chair
Ketchup stain
You don’t even care
[Chorus]
Saturday night fun
We get carried away
Sunday morning hangover
Crawling to the day
Hamburgers and hotdogs
Grilling in the sun
Skipping stones
Lone star beers
You’re my only one
Yeah
Saturday night fun
Then a slow sunrise
All my favorite messes living in your eyes
[Verse 2]
Playlist spinning through the window screen
Half off boots and your thrift store jeans
You steal my cap
I steal a kiss
Warm can
Cold hands
Tastes like this
[Chorus]
Saturday night fun
We get carried away
Sunday morning hangover
Crawling to the day
Hamburgers and hotdogs
Grilling in the sun
Skipping stones
Lone star beers
You’re my only one
Yeah
Saturday night fun
Then a slow sunrise
All my favorite messes living in your eyes
[Bridge]
Who needs a big town plan
When we’ve got this old tin can (hey!)
Smoke
Sweat
Summer on your skin
Press repeat
Let the weekend spin
[Chorus]
Saturday night fun
We get carried away
Sunday morning hangover
Crawling to the day
Hamburgers and hotdogs
Grilling in the sun
Skipping stones
Lone star beers
You’re my only one
Saturday night fun
Every wrong feels right
Let’s burn through one more long
Lone Star Sunday night

rock, Lazy indie-country crossover with male vocals, swung mid-tempo groove. Lightly overdriven guitars and roomy drums, subtle pedal steel textures. Verses keep it conversational and tight; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a sticky singalong hook. Touches of handclaps and tambourine in the last chorus to lift the energy., pop, alternative rock, indie rock, country