[Verse 1]
Sunrise spilling over cedar tops
Steam on my coffee in a chipped red cup
Dust kicks up on that gravel lane
Dog in the back, radio up
Two-lane ribbon through them rolling hills
Old fence posts and fresh cut fields
Doe in the ditch line staring me down
Like, boy, this here’s my town
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Hill country living
That slow, easy rhythm
Deer in the pasture, wind in the pines
Long dirt roads and a long, long time
Hill country living
Yeah, that’s my religion
Blue sky, bluebonnets, cold beer grinning
Front porch view and my whole world spinning
Hill country living
[Verse 2]
Lakeside dock where the sun burns gold
Bare feet swinging off the weathered boards
Pier lights dancing on her tan bare knees
She laughs, leans in, steals my cap from me
Later on down where the Main Street bends
Tailgates dropped, it’s a Friday jam
Steel strings crying, boots on wood
She takes my hand, says “boy, we should”
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[Bridge]
Live band tearing through a worn-out tune
Fiddle chasing that hot half-moon
She’s spinning circles in my old ball cap
Every little twirl says “don’t look back”
Deer slip quiet through the live oak shade
While we get loud at the old dance stage
From the lake by day to the bar by night
This little slice feels just right
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