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Back to the Open Road 2 by AI Composer

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Back to the Open Road 2 by AI Composer - Old Slower Country,Male Vocals music cover art

Back to the Open Road 2

Old Slower Country,Male Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
Verse 1
Sun up on the panels, coffee in a dented cup,
Lunch pail on the fence, shirt soaked from the sun.
Countin' quiet hours where the long days grind and hush,
Hands know the work, but my heart knows another drum.
Chorus
I'm still dreamin', still believin',
I'll be home when the steel guitar calls.
Sweat on my sleeve, but the porch light's leadin',
Mama's fiddle answers through the backroom walls.
Verse 2
I can see the county fair — flatbed stage and neon signs,
Daddy slid his steel and the night learned how to cry.
Mama's bow would climb like a river split in two,
I learned to sing in their shadow, under that small-town sky.
Chorus
I'm still dreamin', still believin',
I'll be home when the steel guitar calls.
Sweat on my sleeve, but the porch light's leadin',
Mama's fiddle answers through the backroom walls.
Instrumental - Steel guitar solo (12 bars)
(leave space for mournful steel, slow bends and weeping vibrato)
Bridge
I chase this dream like a runner chasin' dawn,
Across worn dirt roads, past the panels and the plow.
Every sunset's a promise I carry till the morn',
I swear I'll turn these summer jobs into a vow.
Chorus (hold, softer)
I'm still dreamin', still believin',
I'll be home when the steel guitar calls.
Porch light on, neon waitin' at the corner stall,
Mama's fiddle leads me back through every fall.
Fiddle answer (8 bars)
(soft fiddle lifts, answering the steel — a voice like home)
Verse 3 (memory verse)
Remember that night by the county fair's wood frame?
Daddy's slide cut the dark while Mama called my name.
I sang with a voice that trembled but it carried on the breeze,
Felt the crowd, felt the light, felt the life I'd keep and never leave.
Final Chorus (build)
I'm still dreamin', still believin',
I'll be home when the steel guitar calls.
From panels and sunburn to the lights of Main and a packed hall,
Mama's fiddle and Daddy's steel will pull me through it all.
Outro
Back to the open road, with their songs inside my bones,
I keep their notes like lanterns when the daylight's gone.
One day I'll stand where the stage light paints the night in gold,
Till then I work these fields, and pray I make it back to the road.