Backroads and Pine Trees

Instrumental

(Melodic humming, background laughter and instrumentals only)

light through the tall-pine green

Boots hit gravel where the air feels clean

Dog in the truck with the window down

Chewin on jerky cuz makes by the pound

Hay bales on the ground, round and square

Cows rush over, with the sweet feed stare

Creek runs clear where the brim might bite

Everything simple, feeling just right

Chorus

Backroads and pine trees, dust and breeze

Shortcut pasture, got shit on my sleeve

Cold beer waiting when the daylight ends

Good land, good sound, good times with kin

Post-Chorus

Mmm, yeah, just us and the pine trees

Verse 2

Shotgun rack and a box of shells

Hunting ridge where the stillness dwells

Uncle Johnny’s Ford by the fence-line bend

Feed bags stacked in the long truck bed

Cousin CJ rides that trail

Four-wheeler hum he's chasin' whitetail

Beer on ice and a sunset glow

Radio picking that David Allan Coe [Chorus]

Backroads and pine trees, dust and breeze

Shortcut pasture, got shit on my sleeve

Cold beer waiting when the daylight ends

Good land, good sound, good times with kin

Post-Chorus

Mmm, yeah, just us and the pine trees

Mmm, yeah, just us and the pine trees

Outro - Extended

Quiet hum of the crickets ride the dusk,

Broken fence posts catching silver dust.

Hand-me-down stories sifting through the night,

Gravel memories under porch-swing light.

Last cigarette burning slow, embers low,

Hound curled up where the clover grows.

Old screen door creaks, settles back inside,

Peace in a moment nothing else can buy.

Tag

Pine needles crunch, boots resting awhile,

Home in the hush, country soul and style.