dont make it sad make it with energy
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dont make it sad make it with energy
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Policy version: pending
Prompt:
Yeah… South Texas heat, tires on gravel ’98 Chevy comin’ down that backroad travel Turn it up— (Chorus) Kickin’ up dust in a ’98 Chevy Bass hit heavy, engine run steady South Texas nights got the sky lookin’ red Radio blastin’ with my hand out the bed Dirt road flex, yeah I live that way Where the mud sticks thick when it rains all day Ain’t no map where I’m headed tonight Just backroad lines in the headlights (Verse 1) Two-lane faded, paint chipped green Old school truck but it runs like a dream County line jumpin’, gravel fly high Tailgate down when I’m rollin’ by Cattle guards clank, that suspension groan Windows down low, I’m in my zone South Texas heat got the air like fire But I keep it cooler when the RPMs higher Got a little dirt on the tires, don’t care That’s the badge of life when you grew up there Where the stars hit different, sky so wide And the Chevy just hums like a backroad ride (Chorus) Kickin’ up dust in a ’98 Chevy Bass hit heavy, engine run steady South Texas nights got the sky lookin’ red Radio blastin’ with my hand out the bed Dirt road flex, yeah I live that way Where the mud sticks thick when it rains all day Ain’t no map where I’m headed tonight Just backroad lines in the headlights (Verse 2) Pull up slow where the county line ends Got a truck full of stories and a couple good friends Bonfire glow on a Friday night Mud on the boots and the vibe feel right Ain’t no city lights where I’m ridin’ through Just that oil pressure and a sky so blue If you hear that engine, you already know It’s a ’98 Chevy on a dirt road roll Cows in the field, frogs in the creek Wind through the pine trees talkin’ so deep Life moves slow but it hits so real When your whole world spins on a gravel wheel (Chorus – Final) Kickin’ up dust in a ’98 Chevy Bass hit heavy, engine run steady South Texas nights got the sky lookin’ red Radio blastin’ with my hand out the bed Dirt road flex, yeah I live that way Where the mud sticks thick when it rains all day Ain’t no map where I’m headed tonight Just backroad lines in the headlights