You’re my kind of country x My Kind Of Sweet Tea (Mashup)

rap, Acoustic country trap-pop with male/female duet vocals trading verses, Fingerpicked guitar and soft pads in the verses, low 808-style thump and clap in the hook, Big stacked harmonies on the chorus, light twang, subtle synth leads answering vocal phrases, Energy starts intimate and confessional, then lifts into a shout-along breakup anthem, female vocals, electronic, pop, acoustic, male vocals, country

V4.5-ALL

Sunrise creepin' over dusty fields, another day is breakin'  
Got my boots laced up, feelin' good, no time for fakin'  
There’s a dust trail winding where the river bends,  
A pickup heartbeat where the gravel ends.  
But somethin's missin' from this picture perfect scene  
A little bit of you, my country queen

Your laugh cuts the air like a fiddle string,  
Underneath that southern sky, it’s a reckless thing.  
Yeah, I've been workin' hard, puttin' in the hours  
Dreamin' 'bout your smile, sweeter than the flowers  
Every single road I travel, every mile I roam  
Just brings me closer, hopin' you'll be home

Barefoot on the timber bridge,  
Whiskey sweet on your lips.  
Fishing poles leaning on the cypress tree,  
The world melts away when it’s you and me.  
Got that porch light on, waitin' just for you, my dear,  
Whisperin' your name, wishin' you were here.

[HOOK]  
You’re my kind of country, my moonshine kisses,  
My kind of sweet tea on a summer’s day.  
Horseback rides, and dirt road wishes,  
Quiet country melody, come what may.  
With a guitar hummin' low and the fireflies aglow,  
Baby, where you are is where I wanna go.

Slow dancing in the barn, the radio plays,  
Old barn creaks but it holds us tight, we sway.  
The crickets hum a tune, soft and low,  
While the stars waltz above in their country show.  
This old farmhouse feels empty when you're gone,  
Just a lonely echo, waitin' for the dawn—

But when I hear your truck on that gravel road roll,  
You’re the rhythm in my soul, the beat in my roll.  
Your hand fits mine just like a glove,  
In the rhythm of the night, I’m falling in love.  
From the city lights to the wide open sky,  
No matter where I wander, you’re the reason why.

[CHORUS – MASHUP]  
You’re my kind of country, my moonshine kisses,  
My kind of sweet tea on a summer’s day.  
Telling stories by the campfire’s glow,  
With the fireflies aglow, we let the slow wind play.  
Yeah, you’re the rhythm in my soul, the beat in my rap,  
Come on over, darlin’, let’s bridge this gap.

The creek’s runnin’ low, but the stars run high,  
We’ve got a jar of that homemade fire, no need to lie.  
Bare feet in the dirt, the crickets hum a tune,  
And you’re lookin’ at me like the harvest moon.  
From the morning dew to the starlight's gleam,  
Every single moment, you’re my waking dream.

Your voice is the echo, soft through the pines,  
Your kiss is a spark, igniting the time.  
This love we share, it’s strong and true and deep,  
A promise that forever, we will keep.  
Every ripple on the lake, every pine that leans,  
Carries your name, stitched in my dreams.

[FINAL DROP]  
You’re my kind of country, my forever refrain,  
My quiet country melody, through the joy and the rain.  
With a guitar hummin' low and the fireflies aglow,  
You’re my home, everywhere I go.  
You’re my kind of country, my fire in the dark,  
You’re my love, my inspiration, my spark.  
You’re my kind of country, beneath that rising moon—  
Baby, bridge this gap, let our hearts stay in tune.

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Your laugh’s like a lantern, lighting up the night, And I’m burnin’ slow in your amber light. You're my love, my inspiration In every breath, a sweet sensation Together, we will fly so high In the endless, open sky Sunrise creepin' over dusty fields, another day is breakin' Got my boots laced up, feelin' good, no time for fakin' There’s a dust trail winding where the river bends, A pickup heartbeat where the gravel ends. But somethin's missin' from this picture perfect scene A little bit of you, my country queen Your laugh cuts the air like a fiddle string, Underneath that southern sky, it’s a reckless thing. Yeah, I've been workin' hard, puttin' in the hours Dreamin' 'bout your smile, sweeter than the flowers Every single road I travel, every mile I roam Just brings me closer, hopin' you'll be home Barefoot on the timber bridge, Whiskey sweet on your lips. Fishing poles leaning on the cypress tree, The world melts away when it’s you and me. Got that porch light on, waitin' just for you, my dear, Whisperin' your name, wishin' you were here. [HOOK] You’re my kind of country, my moonshine kisses, My kind of sweet tea on a summer’s day. Horseback rides, and dirt road wishes, Quiet country melody, come what may. With a guitar hummin' low and the fireflies aglow, Baby, where you are is where I wanna go. Slow dancing in the barn, the radio plays, Old barn creaks but it holds us tight, we sway. The crickets hum a tune, soft and low, While the stars waltz above in their country show. This old farmhouse feels empty when you're gone, Just a lonely echo, waitin' for the dawn— But when I hear your truck on that gravel road roll, You’re the rhythm in my soul, the beat in my roll. Your hand fits mine just like a glove, In the rhythm of the night, I’m falling in love. From the city lights to the wide open sky, No matter where I wander, you’re the reason why. [CHORUS – MASHUP] You’re my kind of country, my moonshine kisses, My kind of sweet tea on a summer’s day. Telling stories by the campfire’s glow, With the fireflies aglow, we let the slow wind play. Yeah, you’re the rhythm in my soul, the beat in my rap, Come on over, darlin’, let’s bridge this gap. The creek’s runnin’ low, but the stars run high, We’ve got a jar of that homemade fire, no need to lie. Bare feet in the dirt, the crickets hum a tune, And you’re lookin’ at me like the harvest moon. From the morning dew to the starlight's gleam, Every single moment, you’re my waking dream. Your voice is the echo, soft through the pines, Your kiss is a spark, igniting the time. This love we share, it’s strong and true and deep, A promise that forever, we will keep. Every ripple on the lake, every pine that leans, Carries your name, stitched in my dreams. [FINAL DROP] You’re my kind of country, my forever refrain, My quiet country melody, through the joy and the rain. With a guitar hummin' low and the fireflies aglow, You’re my home, everywhere I go. You’re my kind of country, my fire in the dark, You’re my love, my inspiration, my spark. You’re my kind of country, beneath that rising moon— Baby, bridge this gap, let our hearts stay in tune.

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