Big Horse Bigger Heart

Title

BIG HORSE, BIGGER HEART (Roy)

Music Style (≤120 chars)

Outlaw Southern country-blues w/ gritty rap pockets, harmonica train intro, deep clean 808 bass, stompy drums

Lyrics (≤3000 chars)

(Sea air + harmonica train)

They see the size, think it’s myth…

Nah. That’s Roy. Family. My brother.

Sunset on them Gulf dock posts, salt in my lungs, workin’ close.

Cold beer crack, I’m leanin’ back—Roy right there chomp-chomp in my ear.

Big horse, bigger heart, midnight coat, mountain chest,

Gentle giant, watchin’ all… keepin’ peace while I catch my breath.

Then we roll north, neon glow, Fort Worth heat, boots on floor,

Billy Bob’s loud, cattle run wild—tables jumpin’, trouble at the door.

I’m Gulf Coast Cowboy, blue-collar loud,

Roy by my side, we shift the whole crowd.

I don’t start nothin’—I end that noise,

Round up the chaos like we round up boys.

From Galveston tide to that Seattle gray,

Roy’s still family either damn way.

Big horse, bigger heart—yeah that’s the code:

Me and Roy, brother blood on the road.

New Mexico wind, red dirt prayer, mustangs scatter everywhere,

I whistle low, I ride ‘em easy, bring ‘em back, keep ‘em outta fear.

If I’m stressin’, time pressin’, gotta hurry—get that fuel plowed,

Roy bulks up, pulls twice as hard when the world gets loud.

Arizona miles, heat wave dance, shout my day-ones in the plan:

Jason McMahon, Dave Richardson—if you hear this, you’re in the band.

Yeah… talk slick, move wrong, try sneakin’ up behind at the bar,

Roy feel that shift—ears pin back—now you too close, too far.

He kicked that door, took ’em down hard, same way I do for my kin,

What I do for my brother? No limit. Don’t test where the line begin.

Puget Sound cold, ferry horn, rain on rail, but I stay warm.

Space Needle glow through the haze, city blue in my outlaw veins.

And when the world get heavy, she hold me close, that love keep me straight,

Roy stands guard like a church door—yeah we all family on my plate.

I’m Gulf Coast Cowboy, deep bass hum,

Steel in my bones, but my heart don’t numb.

Roy by my side, big love, big stride,

We ride for our people—no need to hide.

From dust-road fire to Seattle rain,

Same two brothers, same true name.

Big horse, bigger heart—hear that code:

Gulf Coast Cowboy and Roy on the road.

Big horse… bigger heart.

That’s Roy. My brother.