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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He was more than a number on the side of a car
More than the roar and the bright painted star
When the wind came tearing through these Carolina pines
Greg and old Cletus were first in line
[Verse 2]
Pickup bed stacked high with bottled water and cans
Chainsaw in the back, mud up to his hands
Laughing, “Hop on in, we’ll make one more run”
Turning hell and high water into getting things done
[Chorus]
Biffle ran into the storm when the rest of us were praying
Headlights cutting through the rain, while the angels were staying
He drove on faith and gravel, not asking for a dime
Now the track’s gone quiet, but he’s still on my mind
Yeah, Biffle ran into the storm
And he ain’t backing off this time
[Verse 3]
Front porch flooded, but he found Granny’s door
Carried her out slow, boots sloshing on the floor
Said, “Ma’am, you’re safe, that’s what neighbors are for”
Then he peeled off down that flooded county road once more
[Bridge]
This week we lost him, and it don’t feel fair
An empty chair at the diner, cap still on the chair
Cletus by the window, staring at the sky
Swearing he can hear that engine rolling by
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Now the flag’s at half-mast over Turn Four clay
But he’s out there somewhere, in the light of day
Every time the thunder starts to form
I remember Greg Biffle
Running into the storm
Details
GeneratedDec 23, 2025
Duration3:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Slow modern country ballad, male vocals. Fingerpicked acoustic and warm pedal steel carry the verses; brushed snare, upright bass, and soft organ bloom in the chorus. Intimate, story-first vocal up front with close harmonies on the hook. Subtle tremolo electric swells in the bridge, then everything strips back to guitar and voice for the final line, leaving a lingering ache., sad, tribute
Credits
Prompt by
Shuttronnie
ShuttronnieModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about Nascar legend Greg Biffle and how he helped people during hurricane Helene with Cletus but we lost Greg Biffle this week. sad country tribute
