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Lyrics
[Verse]
Red clay road running straight as a sermon, past the soybean and the pine
Front porch sags like Daddy’s shoulders, paint peeling off in curls of white
Coffee in a mason jar, steam ghosting in the thin gray light of mornin’
One boot on the rail, one boot in the gravel, gravel cold and tight
[Verse 2]
Over the door there’s a nail in the header, held his old .22 for years
He used to lift it down so gentle, wipe the dust and laugh about the squirrels
“Boy, this ain’t for lookin’ tough, this is for the hogs and hurtin’ things,” he’d tell me
Then he’d stare off at the tree line, like he saw some other world
[Chorus]
I got a red dirt rifle and a blue-collar Bible, laid out side by side
Little bit of fear, little bit of faith, both loaded up inside
I don’t wanna be some mean fool, I just wanna sleep at night
With this red dirt rifle, leaned easy by the light
[Verse 3]
County line bar’s got a busted jukebox, hums louder than it sings
Guys in hats talk big talk, slam shots, pound fists on the beat-up wood
They say, “You pack heat?” like it’s the same thing as sayin’ “How you been?” these days
I just shrug and tip my brim low, say, “Man, I’m doin’ what I could”
[Prechorus]
Is it armor, is it anger, is it just the way we’re raised?
Or a metal crutch we lean on when our hearts feel frayed?
[Chorus]
I got a red dirt rifle and a broke-down truck bed, rustin’ in the weeds
Got a whole lotta quiet that I cover up with noise and nicotine
I don’t wanna be the headline, don’t wanna hear my mama cry
So this red dirt rifle just watches while I try
Details
GeneratedNov 15, 2025
Duration3:00
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
