Harley, My Rock Hound

[Verse 1]
Harley on the hardwood
Skidding like a kid in socks
Tongue out
Tail like thunder
Shaking all the family photos off the wall
[Chorus]
Harley
My rock hound
You turn my quiet up loud
Every jump
Every cuddle on the couch
Yeah
You crash into my chest
And everything makes sense
Harley
My rock hound
You’re my favorite kind of sound
[Verse 2]
Sun up
You’re already waiting
Ball in your teeth like
“Let’s go”
Fetch ’til my arm is aching
Then you curl up
Snoring in my shadow
[Chorus]
Harley
My rock hound
You turn my quiet up loud
Every jump
Every cuddle on the couch
Yeah
You crash into my chest
And everything makes sense
Harley
My rock hound
You’re my favorite kind of sound
[Bridge]
On the worst days
You just climb into my lap (hey)
Heartbeat to heartbeat
And the world fades to black and white and back
[Chorus]
Harley
My rock hound
You turn my quiet up loud
Every jump
Every cuddle on the couch
Yeah
You crash into my chest
And everything makes sense
Harley
My rock hound
You’re my favorite kind of sound

rock, Big-hearted pop-rock, crunchy guitars with bright overdrive, steady mid-tempo groove, and a singalong arena-style chorus. Verses sit on palm-muted power chords and tight drums, chorus explodes with open chords, stacked harmonies, and ringing cymbals. Male or female vocals, energetic but tender, with a short breakdown bridge dropping to half-time toms before the final soaring hook., happy, playful