Sow My Oats

Bluegrass-forward country rock fused with hip-hop, rapid driving banjo rolls and fiery fiddle runs as dominant instrumental leads, trading answers after vocal lines; electric guitar only during sung lines, with string leads and stomp pulse in instrumental breaks, Swaggering half-time verses, huge rowdy chorus, southern-twang raspy lead vocal, gang shouts on the hook, dusty live-room grit, wide cinematic mix

V6-MINI

[Verse 1] You keep a fence line drawn around my name Keep counting every mile like it’s a chain But I got dust in my lungs and a road in my bones And a heart that won’t settle for staying home [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been good, I’ve been still Now I’m climbing that hill [Chorus] Let me be free, let me run wild Sow my oats for a little while Run as fast as the broncos fly Let me herd with the goats up high I ain’t asking you to understand me Just quit trying to command me Bitch, just let me be Bitch, just let me be [Verse 2] I’ll take the back trail past the water tank Trade your tidy plans for a little dust and clang No crown, no cage, no hand on my reins Just a rough-cut life and a hard-earned name [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been good, I’ve been still Now I’m climbing that hill [Chorus] Let me be free, let me run wild Sow my oats for a little while Run as fast as the broncos fly Let me herd with the goats up high I ain’t asking you to understand me Just quit trying to command me Bitch, just let me be Bitch, just let me be [Bridge] I don’t need your permission I don’t need your permission I don’t need your guarantee There’s a wide-open country And it’s calling out to me [Instrumental: intense fast banjo and fiddle solo, trading blistering runs] [Final Chorus] Let me be free, let me run wild Sow my oats for a little while Run as fast as the broncos fly Let me herd with the goats up high I ain’t asking you to understand me Just quit trying to command me Bitch, just let me be [Outro] Let me be Let me be Bitch, just let me be

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