[Verse 1] Boots hit dirt like a wrecking ball Dust jumps up every time I crawl Got a mile-long shadow on this red clay road Heart like a freight train ready to blow
[Chorus] Heavy step Mammoth’s thunder Every stomp shakes the ground I’m under Feel that roar roll through my chest I was born to walk like this Heavy step Mammoth’s thunder
[Verse 2] Black coat flappin’ in the high heat wind Old belt buckle with the scars of sin Grin full of trouble Eyes say “try me” Each slow stride’s a small stampede
[Chorus]
[Bridge] [low vocal register] One by one All these fences fall Every footprint Another warning call [growled ad-libs] Keep your nerve Keep your nerve When you hear that curve of earth… crack
[Chorus]
音楽のスタイル
rock, Thick country-rock stomp with driving live kit, big floor toms, and crunchy overdriven electric guitars locked to a swaggering bassline. Male vocals, low and gritty in the verses, explode into a stadium-sized chorus with stacked gang shouts. Slide guitar licks and bent notes answer vocal phrases; bridge drops to half-time with distant reverb, then slams back in full speed for the final hook., country