Steel and Sweet Tea

[Verse 1]
Boots by the back door
Mud
Dust
Diesel on the floor
She’s fryin’ eggs
Hummin’ my name
Says
“Baby
You’re married
To that pumpjack and flame”
Sun ain’t up but my rig is callin’
Rust red sky and the world feels small and
I kiss her quick
Taste coffee and sin
She grips my collar
Says
“Come back again”
[Chorus]
I love my woman and the oilfield
Two black rivers runnin’ through my veins
Warm hands
Cold steel
Both of them know my name
She holds my heart in this old farmhouse
That iron beast holds my pay
I love my woman and the oilfield
Each one tears me away
[Verse 2]
Her perfume on my hard hat
Little note folded in the band
I laugh
“Don’t let that ground
Take more than it should”
She knows the dark out here
Ain’t ever been good
[Pre-Chorus]
Flare stack burnin’ like a church on fire
Her picture in my pocket
Steadyin’ the wire
Every bolt I tighten
Every valve I seal
I’m prayin’ for the check
And the strength of her will
[Chorus]
I love my woman and the oilfield
Two black rivers runnin’ through my veins
Warm hands
Cold steel
Both of them know my name
She holds my heart in this old farmhouse
That iron beast holds my pay
I love my woman and the oilfield
Each one tears me away
[Bridge]
Some nights I swear I hear her call
Over that motor
Over it all (oh)
Her voice cuttin’ through the roar
“Come home
Come home”
But this dirt’s been fed by better men
And I ain’t about to let it win
So I howl at the dark
Like a dog in a cage
Both rings on my finger
One gold
One chain
[Chorus]
I love my woman and the oilfield
Two black rivers runnin’ through my veins
Warm hands
Cold steel
Both of them know my name
She holds my soul when I’m dead on my feet
That iron beast keeps draggin’ me deep
I love my woman and the oilfield
’Til one of them lets me sleep

metal, Gritty metal-country hybrid with male vocals; drop-tuned chugs and twangy slide guitar locked to a slow, stomping groove. Verses stay low and smoky over sparse drums and droning fiddle; chorus roars wider with stacked gang vocals and crunchy power chords. Bridge leans into a half-time dirge, kick and floor toms pounding, then a sudden choke and a raw, shouted final hook., country