TEXARKANA NO‑SHOW —Gritty Stomp • Dirty Harmonica • Rugged Country‑Rap Flow

[Verse 1] Parked under neon lights, Texarkana breathing slow, Waitin’ for the Night King, but he never chose to show. Only a coyote winked at me, laughin’ in the glow, And I whispered to the dark: “Guess he hit snooze again, amigo.” [Chorus] Hey Night Rider, moon’s up and the road is free, You said you haunt the highways, but you ain’t haunting me. So I roll to Tacoma with my tanker ridin’ steady, While the “shadow of midnight”… hits snooze like he ain’t ready. [Verse 2] Coffee cold beside me, fog dancing on the lane, Wind said: “Brother, your Alfa’s still dreamin’ in his frame.” So I laughed into the silence, let the empty lot remain, ’Cause the only outlaw tonight… is me and my diesel vein. [Bridge] Maybe he’s fightin’ dragons, maybe lookin’ for his keys, Maybe he’s meditating… or just lost in his sheets. But I roll, roll, roll — that’s the only truth I keep, While the Night Rider phantom… takes another midnight sleep. [Chorus] Hey Night Rider, moon’s up and the road is free, You said you haunt the highways, but you ain’t haunting me. So I roll to Tacoma with my tanker ridin’ steady, While the “shadow of midnight”… hits snooze like he ain’t ready.