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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Plastic bag on the floorboard
Clinking like a nervous tooth
Two cold friends in the cup holder
Chasing down a stubborn truth
Dust jumps in the high beams
Mailboxes blur to streaks
You’re riding in my rearview
From three damn summers back this week
[Chorus]
It’s just alcohol and back roads
Talking like we’re face to face
Every curve’s another almost
Every sip’s another taste
Of your goodbye in my throat
And your name on every signpost
I’m lost in all the what-ifs
Alcohol and back roads
[Verse 2]
That old bridge by Miller’s Creek
We carved our names in rust
Now I park there when it’s late
Let the gravel hold my trust
Radio says “take it easy”
Yeah
That ship already sailed
I toast the ghost in your sweatshirt
Riding shotgun in my head again
[Chorus]
It’s just alcohol and back roads
Talking like we’re face to face
Every curve’s another almost
Every sip’s another taste
Of your goodbye in my throat
And your name on every signpost
I’m lost in all the what-ifs
Alcohol and back roads
[Bridge]
Tail lights are a memory
Headlights are a dare
If I turned this truck toward your town
Would you even care? (would you care?)
So I circle all the same fields
Circle all the same pain
Til the bottle’s mostly empty
And the road runs out again
[Chorus]
It’s just alcohol and back roads
Talking like we’re face to face
Every curve’s another almost
Every sip’s another taste
Of your goodbye in my throat
And your name on every signpost
I’m lost in all the what-ifs
Alcohol and back roads
Yeah
It’s just alcohol and back roads
Details
GeneratedFeb 6, 2026
Duration3:14
LanguageEnglish
Style
Midtempo modern country with male vocals, warm telecaster twang and steady kick. Verses stay intimate with brushed snare and soft organ pad; chorus widens with stacked harmonies, tambourine, and a driving bassline. Subtle slide guitar answers vocal phrases, bridge strips to vocal and guitar then slams back into a big final hook.
Credits
Prompt bySignalBeat716
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Alcohol and back roads

