[female vocals]
(Verse 1)
(Tempo: Medium, driving acoustic guitar riff)
Down off 281, past the last white fence line,
There's a girl who knows the secrets that the good life's defined.
Got my dusty Ford truck, got the windows rolled low,
Sun's sinking down, giving everything that golden glow.
Yeah, the city girls are fancy, all dressed up in their lace,
But I'm the one who sets the standard for this wide-open space.
(Pre-Chorus)
(Music builds, maybe adding a subtle electric guitar line)
Oh, the air is thick with cedar and the sound of the crickets hum,
They say you gotta be tough out here, but I just smile and come—
On through the screen door, yeah, I'm walking in the light,
Gonna show 'em all what Texas cool looks like tonight.
(Chorus)
(Big, anthemic, with drums kicking in and a powerful vocal melody)
I'm the Hill Country Queen, sweet tea and gasoline,
Got my worn-out boots on, but my confidence is clean.
Yeah, I know all the backroads, where the best swimming holes run,
I don't chase the spotlight, honey, I just am the sun.
From Fredericksburg to Wimberley, they whisper my name,
'Cause I'm the coolest girl you'll meet in this whole damn Texas game.
(Verse 2)
(Tempo settles slightly, a bit more conversational, highlighting specific details)
Got my turquoise bracelet shining, worn smooth on my wrist,
Know how to two-step better than anyone you've ever kissed.
Spend my weekends floating in the cold, clear Guadalupe,
Then catch the best live music at a dive bar, no group.
The old boys tip their Stetsons when I walk by the bar,
'Cause they know a wild horse when they see one, shining like a star.
(Pre-Chorus)
(Music builds again, and vocals)
I don't need a designer label, just the comfort of my own skin.
This dusty piece of heaven is where the legends all begin.
Some try to keep up, but honey, they just don't have the grit,
'Cause the soul of the Hill Country? I'm the one who's born with it.
(Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break)
(Energetic, bluesy guitar solo with a strong country bend)
(Chorus)
(Final, powerful repeat, hold the last notes)
I'm the Hill Country Queen, sweet tea and gasoline,
Got my worn-out boots on, but my confidence is clean.
Yeah, I know all the backroads, where the best swimming holes run,
I don't chase the spotlight, honey, I just am the sun.
From Fredericksburg to Wimberley, they whisper my name,
'Cause I'm the coolest girl you'll meet in this whole damn Texas game.
(Outro)
(Music fades out with the acoustic riff and a final, confident spoken line)
(Spoken, with a smirk)
"Yeah. Now, where's that cold Lone Star?"
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