

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Cardboard boxes Empty fridge, full ashtray I was half a person Just trying to fade away Then my buddy said "Man, you need something true" From the backseat blanket Out tumbled little Prue Tiny paws on hardwood Those ice-blue eyes on mine Chewed up all my boots Licked up all my pride Clumsy on the front steps Snow on her nose, brand-new First time I laughed in ages Was because of you, Prue (oh yeah) [Chorus] Prue saved me Long before she dragged me off that floor She was waiting at the window Every time I slammed that door Yeah, I was going under But she pulled me through Little fur tornado With a heart that knew I was hanging by a thread Till she tangled it in blue Prue saved me Yeah, my Prue saved me [Verse 2] There was one bad evening Bottle in my hand Pills across the counter I didn’t wanna stand Room started spinning I slid down to my knees Heard this frantic scratching Felt her muzzle under me She howled like a siren Woke the whole damn road Neighbor kicked my front door Said, "Man, we gotta go" Bright lights, white ceilings I came back slow, confused Doctor said, "You’re lucky" I just whispered, "Thanks, Prue" [Chorus] Prue saved me Long before she dragged me off that floor She was waiting at the window Every time I slammed that door Yeah, I was going under But she pulled me through Little fur tornado With a heart that knew I was hanging by a thread Till she tangled it in blue Prue saved me Yeah, my Prue saved me [Bridge] Now it’s dirt roads Dawn drives, coffee in my hand Prue’s head out the window Ears back, sniffing land Riverbank sunsets Her footprints in the mud I used to chase an ending Now I chase her through the woods (hey!) [Chorus] Prue saved me Now we’re chasing every open sky She’s riding shotgun in that Chevy Tongue out, burning miles We’re camping by the fire Under a midnight moon She curls up on my chest Like she always used to do Yeah, I was almost gone Till she came crashing through Prue saved me Now every trail’s brand-new Prue saved me And I’m living for the view with Prue
Tags
country, Warm modern country ballad with male vocals; gentle picked acoustic and brushed snare in the verse, blooming into a wide, anthemic chorus with pedal steel, big toms, and stacked gang-style “whoa”s. Subtle organ pad glues the midrange; final chorus lifts with key harmony, tambourine, and a bright lead guitar answering vocal phrases.
4:11
No
1/27/2026