Landman (Tribute)

minimalistic post-rock vibe, expansive, emotive, gritty, raw emotion, atmospheric, ambient tones, organic instrumentation, acoustic guitar, piano, and cello, finger noises, breath, imperfections

[Intro]
Oh-oooh, yip-yip,

[Verse 1]
Out where the black gold bubbles and flows,
Roughnecks and greenhorns chase jack and woes.
“When hammer hits nail, hammer wins, ya sumbitch,”
Ridin’ hard, meaner’n a rattlesnake twitch.
A world of fire, steel, and muck,
Feed the beast, or this world’s plumb stuck.  
[Chorus]
“Dreamers and losers,” slicker’n greased seed.
“There’s nothin’ clean ‘bout this, ya damn fool,”
Diesel roars under skies hot as a mule.
Family’s the grit, oil’s the play,
In the boomtown, we cuss our way.  
[Verse 2]
“I quit drinkin’, I’ll stick with beer, ya idjit,”
tougher’n a two-bit widget.
circlin’ like buzzards on high,
“Good and bad don’t factor,” so kiss that sky.
It’s a hell-fired waltz, this life we ride,
Pumpin’ the earth ‘til the devil’s fried.  
[Chorus]
“Dreamers and losers,” slicker’n greased seed.
“There’s nothin’ clean ‘bout this, ya damn fool,”
Diesel roars under skies hot as a mule.
Family’s the grit, oil’s the play,
In the boomtown, we cuss our way.  
[Bridge]
“Gettin’ oil out’s tougher’n a steer’s hind end,”
Blood on the rigs, boots stompin’ sin.
Windmills twirl, but they’re hogwash to me,
“Burn that diesel, set ‘em free, by gee!”
From cartel curs to a widow’s wail,
Spit and ride that lonesome trail.  
[Verse 3]
“Our great-grandpappies built this here spread,”
On crude and guts, ‘til the ground bled red.
“Chuck yer phone and saddle a nag, ya pup,”
But the high horse crowd can shut their yap up.
Family’s tangled tighter’n barbwire fence,
In the dark, we scrap for cents.  
[Chorus]
“Dreamers and losers,” slicker’n greased seed.
“There’s nothin’ clean ‘bout this, ya damn fool,”
Diesel roars under skies hot as a mule.
Family’s the grit, oil’s the play,
In the boomtown, we cuss our way.  
[Outro]
Here’s to the roughneck, ornery and wise,
Hands like leather, hell in his eyes.
“When hammer hits nail,” 
Oil’s the lifeblood humanity leans on to thrive,

1908/7500

[Intro] Oh-oooh, yip-yip, [Verse 1] Out where the black gold bubbles and flows, Roughnecks and greenhorns chase jack and woes. “When hammer hits nail, hammer wins, ya sumbitch,” Ridin’ hard, meaner’n a rattlesnake twitch. A world of fire, steel, and muck, Feed the beast, or this world’s plumb stuck. [Chorus] “Dreamers and losers,” slicker’n greased seed. “There’s nothin’ clean ‘bout this, ya damn fool,” Diesel roars under skies hot as a mule. Family’s the grit, oil’s the play, In the boomtown, we cuss our way. [Verse 2] “I quit drinkin’, I’ll stick with beer, ya idjit,” tougher’n a two-bit widget. circlin’ like buzzards on high, “Good and bad don’t factor,” so kiss that sky. It’s a hell-fired waltz, this life we ride, Pumpin’ the earth ‘til the devil’s fried. [Chorus] “Dreamers and losers,” slicker’n greased seed. “There’s nothin’ clean ‘bout this, ya damn fool,” Diesel roars under skies hot as a mule. Family’s the grit, oil’s the play, In the boomtown, we cuss our way. [Bridge] “Gettin’ oil out’s tougher’n a steer’s hind end,” Blood on the rigs, boots stompin’ sin. Windmills twirl, but they’re hogwash to me, “Burn that diesel, set ‘em free, by gee!” From cartel curs to a widow’s wail, Spit and ride that lonesome trail. [Verse 3] “Our great-grandpappies built this here spread,” On crude and guts, ‘til the ground bled red. “Chuck yer phone and saddle a nag, ya pup,” But the high horse crowd can shut their yap up. Family’s tangled tighter’n barbwire fence, In the dark, we scrap for cents. [Chorus] “Dreamers and losers,” slicker’n greased seed. “There’s nothin’ clean ‘bout this, ya damn fool,” Diesel roars under skies hot as a mule. Family’s the grit, oil’s the play, In the boomtown, we cuss our way. [Outro] Here’s to the roughneck, ornery and wise, Hands like leather, hell in his eyes. “When hammer hits nail,” Oil’s the lifeblood humanity leans on to thrive,

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