Create New Playlist

Add a cover pic of your own choice

(Optional)

Name

AI Cover Generator

4 credits

Not enough credits (0/4).

Logout

Are you sure you want to Logout?

Close

Whiskey Lament on the Outlaw Trail 2 by Daniel

SongGPT
Whiskey Lament on the Outlaw Trail 2 by Daniel - country,male vocals music cover art

Whiskey Lament on the Outlaw Trail 2

country,male vocals

0:003:52
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Born beneath a Texas sun, boots worn thin from dust and fight,
Mama’s lullabies were whiskey songs, Daddy lost to that neon light.
A rebel’s blood runs thick and slow, in veins that never learned to bend,
Ridin’ hard through storms and silence, chasin' ghosts that never end.
(Pre-Chorus)
Broken strings and cigarette scars, a voice gravel-dry and raw,
Echoes of a midnight jailhouse, where the outlaw’s spirit saw.
(Chorus)
This is my whiskey lament on the outlaw trail,
Where the nights bite hard and the heartbeats wail.
With a snarlin’ growl, and a soul worn thin,
I’m livin’ Waylon’s fire, let the outlaw in.
(Verse 2)
Smoke curls from a cracked leather saddle, stories carved in every line,
From Honky Tonk to neon dives, I wrestle with the hands of time.
Lost loves and battles with my demons, rodeo rides on a broken spine,
In the low-lit bars, my truth spills out, raw, ragged, and divine.
(Pre-Chorus)
Each note a scar, each lyric a fight,
Rough-edged tales in the dead of night.
(Chorus)
This is my whiskey lament on the outlaw trail,
Where the nights bite hard and the heartbeats wail.
With a snarlin’ growl, and a soul worn thin,
I’m livin’ Waylon’s fire, let the outlaw in.
(Bridge)
Raise a glass to the fallen, to the wild and the damned,
To the roads that never end, to the life I never planned.
I’m the shadow in the smoke, the grit beneath the star,
A voice cracked from the canyon, singing scars from afar.
(Chorus)
This is my whiskey lament on the outlaw trail,
Where the nights bite hard and the heartbeats wail.
With a snarlin’ growl, and a soul worn thin,
I’m livin’ Waylon’s fire, let the outlaw in.
(Outro)
So here’s to the dust, the pain, the fight,
To the crooked road and the fading light.
I’m the outlaw’s song, the rebel’s sin,
Forever riding, with Waylon’s grin.