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Campfire Nights: Brantley Style 2 by Jewel

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Campfire Nights: Brantley Style 2

country,male vocals

0:003:26
Lyrics
Description
Verse 1:
Packed the truck, mud on the tires,
Cold beer chillin’ by the campfire.
Old scars and stories in every line,
This dirt road’s been my lifeline.
Pre-Chorus:
Crackling flames, shadows dance,
Southern pride in a reckless glance.
Heart’s been bruised but still it fights,
Underneath these campfire lights.
Chorus:
Campfire nights with a southern edge,
Where the wild wind cuts and the past won’t hedge.
Rugged souls and a rebel’s fight,
Burnin’ bright in the firelight.
Lanterns glow, and the whiskey flows,
This country heart still knows,
Campfire nights with a southern edge,
Livin’ free on the razor’s ledge.
Verse 2:
Steel-toed boots on gravel ground,
Hard work’s the song that’s always found.
Raised on sweat, tears, and the fight,
Chasing dreams in the fading light.
Pre-Chorus:
Coyotes howl, the night’s alive,
We’re survivors, we thrive, we drive.
With every chord and every fight,
We find salvation in the night.
Chorus:
Campfire nights with a southern edge,
Where the wild wind cuts and the past won’t hedge.
Rugged souls and a rebel’s fight,
Burnin’ bright in the firelight.
Lanterns glow, and the whiskey flows,
This country heart still knows,
Campfire nights with a southern edge,
Livin’ free on the razor’s ledge.
Bridge:
No silver spoons, just calloused hands,
Built this life on shifting sands.
Through every storm, and every fight,
We stand tall in the firelight.
Final Chorus:
Campfire nights with a southern edge,
Where the wild wind cuts and the past won’t hedge.
Rugged souls and a rebel’s fight,
Burnin’ bright in the firelight.
Lanterns glow, and the whiskey flows,
This country heart still knows,
Campfire nights with a southern edge,
Livin’ free on the razor’s ledge.
Outro:
Yeah, these campfire nights, they burn so true,
With every flame, I think of you.