Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Rust on the fender Coffee in a paper cup Four wheels clawing through December You were the only one I trusted up Cold air in the vents Laughing while the back roads froze You carried every secret Now you’re riding with some stranger, I suppose [Chorus] Old Betsy in the snow Headlights cutting through the dark years ago I let you go, but I’m still holding on Keys changed hands, but the hurt stays strong Old Betsy in the snow I sold you off, and I sold my soul It’s hard, it’s hard, just letting go [Verse 2] Signed my name on that line Tried to say it didn’t mean a thing But every dent, every burn in the seat Is a memory that still stings They drove you out of town Tail lights fading like a bad goodbye Now every empty driveway Feels like a place my heart went to die [Chorus] Old Betsy in the snow Headlights cutting through the dark years ago I let you go, but I’m still holding on Keys changed hands, but the hurt stays strong Old Betsy in the snow I sold you off, and I sold my soul It’s hard, it’s hard, just letting go [Bridge] Maybe you’re out there On some new frozen road Spinning up white ghosts For someone else to hold (yeah) [Chorus] Old Betsy in the snow Headlights cutting through the dark years ago I let you go, but I’m still holding on Keys changed hands, but the hurt stays strong Old Betsy in the snow I sold you off, and I lost my home It’s hard, it’s hard, just letting go It’s so damn hard Just letting go
Tags
country, Dark, brooding country ballad with male vocals; low-tuned acoustic and twangy baritone guitar over a slow, stomping beat. Verse stays intimate with close-mic vocal and sparse slide licks, then the chorus swells with harmonies, floor toms, and a mournful fiddle. Subtle organ pad in the bridge, ending on a dry, lonesome vocal line and a lingering guitar bend., sad
Duration
4:27
Instrumental
No
Created
4/5/2026