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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He came in on a coal-black coat
Eyes like a lock and key
She spun her spurs on the plywood floor
Said, “Boy, you best not stare at me”
He tipped his hat, kept his cards too tight
She read him quick as flame
One hand on the bar, one hand on her hip
Neither one said a name
[Pre-Chorus]
She said, “What you hiding, stranger?”
He said, “What you want to find?”
Dust in her boots, rain in his bones
Something wild tied up inside
[Chorus]
Black hat rodeo
You and me, we know
Too hot to hold
Too close to let go
Black hat rodeo
Spin me slow, spin me low
She’s a spark, I’m a storm
Watch the whole place glow
Black hat rodeo
[Verse 2]
He lived in the gaps between right and wrong
A map with a torn-off edge
She was prairie fire in a red bandana
Dancing on a splintered ledge
He said, “I don’t stay where the light runs thin”
She laughed, “Then you won’t stay long”
When her boots hit wood and his dark heart broke
That was the start of the song
[Pre-Chorus]
She leaned in close like trouble
He smiled like he knew why
Her name rolled sharp off his burnt-out tongue
Like thunder under sky
[Chorus]
Black hat rodeo
You and me, we know
Too hot to hold
Too close to let go
Black hat rodeo
Spin me slow, spin me low
She’s a spark, I’m a storm
Watch the whole place glow
Black hat rodeo
[Bridge]
[Half-time]
He reached for her, she didn’t run
Just let that hard rain fall
Two strangers made of sparks and dust
Learning how to take it all
Then the room went still
And the floorboards shook
When he said her name
Like a stolen look
[Final Chorus]
Black hat rodeo
You and me, we know
Too hot to hold
Too close to let go
Black hat rodeo
Spin me slow, spin me low
She’s a spark, I’m a storm
Watch the whole place glow
Black hat rodeo
Black hat rodeo
Details
GeneratedMay 30, 2026
Duration3:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rock with driving four-on-the-floor stomp, gritty palm-muted verses and a wide open chorus; verse rides tense guitar stabs and low toms, pre-chorus strips to bass and handclaps, chorus opens with gang gang vocals and bent-string lead riffs. Add reverse cymbal swells, a brief tape-stop before the final hook, and shouted ad-libs on key words. Vocal is rough close-mic in verses, doubled and rowdy on hooks, bright and punchy mix., rock
Credits
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SpursOnTheDanceFloor
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Prompt
A dark mysterious man meets a cowgirl, rock
