Mud On My Boots - SuperSheepAi

Описание: Mud On My Boots - SuperSheepAi

Verse 1
Sun’s sinkin’ low on a gravel road ridge
Tailgate down by that crooked old bridge
Got a longneck sweating in my calloused hand
Worked all week just to wreck this land
Boots still caked from a backfield spin
Red clay tattooed on my skin
Mama’d shake her head if she saw me now
But I’m too far gone to care somehow

Pre-Chorus
Yeah the engine’s ticking, cooling off slow
Radio humming that outlaw show

Chorus
We’re kicking back with a brew,
Covered in mud head to toe
Laughing loud like we got nothing to lose
Let the wild side roll
A little reckless, little restless,
Dust flying up in the moonlight glow
Yeah we’re living proof
You don’t need much truth
Just a Friday night and a dirt road

Verse 2
Four-wheel drive and a dare in our eyes
Spinning donuts under star-shot skies
That bonfire popping like a backbeat drum
Barefoot dancing when the night’s still young
Got a cooler full and a story to tell
’Bout the time we nearly raised some hell
Sheriff drove by but he just waved
Guess he remembers the games we played

Pre-Chorus
Yeah the tires still hum from the riverbank slide
Heart still thumping like a tailpipe ride

Chorus
We’re kicking back with a brew,
Covered in mud head to toe
Laughing loud like we got nothing to lose
Let the wild side roll
A little reckless, little restless,
Dust flying up in the moonlight glow
Yeah we’re living proof
You don’t need much truth
Just a Friday night and a dirt road

Bridge
Tomorrow’s gonna bring that sunrise sting
Boss man barking ’bout everything
But tonight ain’t ’bout punching clocks
It’s cracked-top cans and pickup trucks
Yeah the world can wait till the rooster crows
Right now it’s freedom nobody owns

Final Chorus (Bigger)
We’re kicking back with a brew,
Covered in mud head to toe
Singing songs ’bout the life we choose
Where the backwoods rivers flow
A little reckless, little restless,
Hearts wide open letting go
Yeah we’re living proof
You don’t need much truth
Just a full moon high and a dirt road

Outro
Sun’ll rise, we’ll shake it off slow
But tonight we’re kings of this backroad throne
Mud on my boots, brew in my hand
Reckless living — just the way we planned.