Lyrics
Gotta buddy that knows all my songs
It was always me & him in a "George's Bar" singalong
Times were simple and our trucks were the same
All we had was some cutoff tshirts and our names
We made it through that summer of booze and chunkin rocks
No matter the miles, he's one of the best friends that I got
Through thick & thin, he's got my back
When push comes to shove, he'll be where it's at
No matter how far, he's there when I call
I gotta buddy... How about y'all?
Gotta buddy, he goes by Two-Tone Chuck
He used to pimp a Honda, now he drives a truck
When we get together, we always pass a good time
He picks the guitar; you know I drop a rhyme
You know his family, they claim me as their own
He's my brother, no matter how far we roam
Through thick & thin, he's got my back
When push comes to shove, he'll be where it's at
No matter how far, he's there when I call
I gotta buddy... How about y'all?
Some folks come, and some folks go
Most are quick to leave when it's a tough row to hoe
Good boots and good friends are sure hard to find
Each night I thank the Good Lord that I've found mine
Style
vintage blues rock with raspy vocals and soulful guitar solos
Credits
Prompt byTheRealJoshMAC
GeneratedMar 21, 2026
ModelAria v5
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