Glovebox Gospel | Let 'Em Chase | Dead Man's County (Official Lyrics Video)

Описание: New dark country outlaws music! Glovebox Gospel - Dead Man's County
This is the 7th song from the new dark country album "Let 'Em Chase"

Every song on this album is connected to the next, following the same world, the same voice, and the same reckoning.
Each track picks up where the last one leaves off.

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Perfect for long night drives, lonely roads, and songs that feel like a movie.

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LYRICS
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We don’t do prayers, we do promises
We don’t do saints, we do consequences
Her lipstick stain on my dashboard cross
That’s the closest thing to holy I’ve got
Got a Polaroid folded in a cigarette pack
And a little bit of luck we ain’t givin’ back
She said “Don’t you panic when the sky turns hostile
Then she smiled like a match in a pile
And I don’t need a church when her hand’s in mine
That’s salvation on a county line

We got glovebox gospel and midnight vows
Two bad hearts and we’re preachin’ it loud
If the world wants war, let it come right now
We’ll love like fire in a blackout town
No halos here, just a hell of a shine
Her laugh in my chest like a loaded nine
Let ‘em judge us— we won’t come down
We got glovebox gospel and we live it out

There’s cash in the lining and sin on our breath
But she looks at me like I ain’t cursed to death
She don’t ask “who hurt you?” she don’t ask “who’d you kill
She just says “Drive, baby… and I will
We don’t say forever, we say “don’t let go
We don’t chase heaven, we chase the road
And if the devil wants a front-row seat
He can ride behind us in the dust we leave
Yeah I don’t need clean
I need true

We got glovebox gospel and midnight vows
Two bad hearts and we’re preachin’ it loud
If the world wants war, let it come right now
We’ll love like fire in a blackout town
No halos here, just a hell of a shine
Her laugh in my chest like a loaded nine
Let ‘em judge us— we won’t come down
We got glovebox gospel and we live it out

Ain’t it funny
How love can feel like a crime
When it’s real
Good
We got gospel gospel gospel
Gospel gospel gospel
Gospel gospel gospel
we got glovebox gospel in midnight vibe

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