**Intro** [instrumental — steel guitar slide intro warm and cinematic, acoustic guitar underneath, horse hooves and distant saloon piano sample, harmonica accents, mid-tempo 90 BPM, dusty road-into-town atmosphere, 8 bars, no vocals] **Verse 1** [Singer 1 — warm country vocal, storytelling, easy melodic delivery] We heard about her three towns back A saloon that never sleeps Painted Queen up on the sign Where every gambler keeps Riding out from sunup 'til the dust was in our teeth Just to pull up at her doorstep and walk up on her steps Every rider's got a story 'bout the night they lost it all Inside the Painted Queen behind them old saloon doors **Chorus** [all three voices together, big country rap hook, steel guitar riding underneath] „(The Painted Queen) They never closes her doors Poker on the table, boots on the floor Twenty-four hours, we're living it slow The Painted Queen's (the only place we know)“ **Verse 2** [Rapper — country rap flow, tight and rhythmic, describing the poker table and dancers] Aces on the table, whiskey in the glass Dealer's got a memory that don't forget the past Dancers on the stage doing something with their hips Bartender's got stories fallin' off his lips Lost a hand to Tommy, won it back from Dean Everybody in here's playing for the Painted Queen Fiddle in the corner keeping time with the cheers This saloon's been standing here a hundred years **Chorus** [bigger than the first, fiddle layered on top] „(The Painted Queen) They never closes her doors Poker on the table, boots on the floor Twenty-four hours, we're living it slow The Painted Queen's (the only place we know)“ **Verse 3** [Singer 2 — grittier vocal, the hotel upstairs, the night wearing into morning] Upstairs got a hallway lined in red Every room's got a story nobody said Watched the sun go down through a dirty windowpane Woke up to that same gold light again Twenty-four hours feels like twenty-four years In a place that's seen a thousand kinds of tears But when the piano man plays that same old tune Ain't nowhere else we'd rather lose **Build Up** [steel guitar climbing higher, drums and bass thickening, gang vocals humming the chorus melody underneath, 4 bars rising steadily toward the final chorus] **Final Chorus** [all three voices together, fullest and loudest version, harmonies stacked] „(The Painted Queen) They never closes her doors Poker on the table, boots on the floor Twenty-four hours, we're living it slow The Painted Queen's (the only place we know)“ [extended, gang vocals:] Ride on in when the sun goes down The Painted Queen's the only queen in town **Outro** [fade out — steel guitar riff from the intro repeats and slowly quiets, saloon piano continues faintly underneath, a distant horse whinny sample fades with the music, fading to silence] **End**
