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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mud on my boots, a hole in my jeans,
Truck bed loaded with yesterday's dreams.
Crows on the wire, sky painted in rust,
Out here, a man builds a life on trust.
[Chorus]
Backwoods and a rifle, that's all I need,
A faithful dog and a bag of seed.
Where the world don't reach, and the air runs clean,
Backwoods and a rifle, living the dream.
[Verse 2]
Saw blade singing through timber and pine,
Sweat-streaked hands carve a future in time.
Mama's old Bible, pages worn thin,
This dirt's my altar, this life my sin.
[Prechorus]
Ain't no city lights, no concrete ties,
Just stars to guide and a coyote's cries.
[Chorus]
Backwoods and a rifle, that's all I need,
A faithful dog and a bag of seed.
Where the world don't reach, and the air runs clean,
Backwoods and a rifle, living the dream.
[Bridge]
The hills whisper secrets the wind won't tell,
Each creek runs deeper than a wishing well.
Out here, the silence is loud as a bell,
It’s heaven and hell, heaven and hell.
Details
GeneratedNov 15, 2025
Duration2:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
and a stomping beat; male vocals, fiddle, gritty, country, acoustic with steel guitar, redneck
Credits
Prompt byOrchestralJam579
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Country, redneck, rifle
