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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rust on the fenders, dents in the door,
A map of his miles, the life he explored.
The bench seat’s torn where his tools used to ride,
And the smell of old leather, it still brings a tide.
[Chorus]
Heaven bound Silverado, rollin’ down these roads,
Carryin’ his stories in the way the engine goes.
It ain’t shiny, it ain’t new, but it’s all I hold of him,
Heaven bound Silverado, I feel close to him again.
[Verse 2]
The radio crackles, plays his favorite tunes,
I can hear him hummin’ ‘neath a harvest moon.
The rearview reflects all the years he gave,
And every turn I take feels like his wave.
[Prechorus]
Every mile I drive, I see his face,
In the dust, in the wind, in this sacred place.
[Chorus]
Heaven bound Silverado, rollin’ down these roads,
Carryin’ his stories in the way the engine goes.
It ain’t shiny, it ain’t new, but it’s all I hold of him,
Heaven bound Silverado, I feel close to him again.
[Bridge]
I’ll keep her runnin’, though she’s wearin’ thin,
‘Cause this truck’s a part of where we’ve been.
When my time comes, and the light shines through,
I’ll be ridin’ up there, Grandpa, shotgun with you.
Details
GeneratedDec 22, 2025
Duration3:23
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, melodic, acoustic; fingerpicked guitar with soft pedal steel accents, steady drum brushes, and a warm upright bass. male vocals carry a nostalgic yet hopeful tone, with rich harmonies in the chorus.
Credits
Prompt byWyo
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A country song heaven bound Silverado about my grandpas old Silverado that he passed down to me before he died
