Holly’s Stampede

[Verse 1]
Dust on my boots
Neon on the wood floor
Name on the list
Chalk waiting by the back door
Quarter on the felt
Cue in my hand
Laughing with my people
Like only we can
[Chorus]
Down at Holly’s Stampede
That’s where you’ll find me
Side of small town wild
With my big-time family
We play hard, love loud
Yeah, that’s just how we breathe
Raise that glass up high
Down at Holly’s Stampede
[Verse 2]
SFLG in the corner
Calling next game, “you’re on”
We’re all half pool sharks
Half off-key singalong
Jeri’s got that grin
Knows my drink by heart
Little lime, little spin
She’s the spark to the spark
[Chorus]
Down at Holly’s Stampede
That’s where you’ll find me
Side of small town wild
With my big-time family
We play hard, love loud
Yeah, that’s just how we breathe
Raise that glass up high
Down at Holly’s Stampede
[Bridge]
We don’t need a reason
We just need tonight
One more perfect break
Under these bar lights
If the world feels heavy
This is our reprieve
Jeri slides that magic
And I finally can breathe (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Down at Holly’s Stampede
That’s where you’ll find me
Side of small town wild
With my big-time family
We play hard, love loud
Yeah, that’s just how we breathe
Raise that glass up high
Down at Holly’s Stampede

country, Bright country-pop with a springy shuffle groove, crisp acoustic guitars, and playful electric licks. Female vocals ride a bouncy pocket; verses stay tight and storytelling-focused, chorus pops with stacked harmonies and handclaps. Light organ pads and a walking bass lift the hook, with a short breakdown before the final chorus for a crowd-sing moment., pop