BOLD AS A LION by Travis Hamrick

Spoken Intro: Delivered like a front‑porch prophet with gravel in his voice Southern outlaw country with a gritty, cinematic feel, Slow‑burn swagger, deep kick drum, resonant acoustic guitar, dobro slides, and a steady outlaw groove, Male Southern vocalist with a gravel‑warm tone, storytelling delivery, and emotional weight, Production should feel raw, authentic, and wide — like a campfire sermon mixed with a barroom band, Keep the verses reflective and tense, the chorus bold and anthemic, and the bridge hopeful but rugged, Maintain a steady tempo around 72–78 BPM, STRUCTURE NOTES: Spoken‑word intro: Read Proverbs 28:1–2 in a low, prophetic Southern voice, Song body: Use the lyrics exactly as written, Spoken‑word outro: Read 2 Chronicles 7:14 with a reverent, steady tone, Keep the instrumental bed consistent under the spoken sections, Overall vibe: gritty, patriotic, reflective, spiritually charged, and bold as a lion, SPOKEN OUTRO — 2 Chronicles 7:14 Low, steady, reverent —

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SPOKEN INTRO — Proverbs 28:1–2

“The wicked flee when no man pursueth: but the righteous are bold as a lion.
For the transgression of a land many are the princes thereof:
but by a man of understanding and knowledge the state thereof shall be prolonged.”

🎶 VERSE 1
Smoke rising off this land like a Sunday brush‑fire,
Folks pointing fingers while the truth sinks deeper in the mire.
Every channel’s got a preacher, every preacher’s got a side,
And the ones who oughta lead us are too busy tryin’ to hide.

🎶 PRE‑CHORUS
But there’s a rumble in the heartland,
A whisper turnin’ into thunder,
People tired of watchin’ freedom
Get torn clean asunder.

🎶 CHORUS
We stand bold as a lion, even when the night gets cold,
Holdin’ tight to the stories that our granddaddies told.
This nation’s been divided, but the truth still cuts through—
If we turn our hearts back home, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do.

🎶 VERSE 2
Highways full of anger, cities full of fear,
Everybody’s shoutin’ loud, but nobody wants to hear.
Politicians playin’ chess with the lives of common men,
But the soul of this old country’s gonna rise up again.

🎶 PRE‑CHORUS
’Cause there’s a fire in the faithful,
A strength they can’t erase,
A quiet kind of courage
You can see in a mama’s face.

🎶 BRIDGE
Maybe hope ain’t lost, it’s just buried in the dust,
Waitin’ on a people who remember who they trust.
Storms don’t last forever, and shadows fade at dawn—
America ain’t dyin’, she’s just waitin’ to be strong.

🎤 SPOKEN OUTRO — 2 Chronicles 7:14
“If my people, which are called by my name,
shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face,
and turn from their wicked ways;
then will I hear from heaven,
and will forgive their sin,
and will heal their land.”

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SPOKEN INTRO — Proverbs 28:1–2 “The wicked flee when no man pursueth: but the righteous are bold as a lion. For the transgression of a land many are the princes thereof: but by a man of understanding and knowledge the state thereof shall be prolonged.” 🎶 VERSE 1 Smoke rising off this land like a Sunday brush‑fire, Folks pointing fingers while the truth sinks deeper in the mire. Every channel’s got a preacher, every preacher’s got a side, And the ones who oughta lead us are too busy tryin’ to hide. 🎶 PRE‑CHORUS But there’s a rumble in the heartland, A whisper turnin’ into thunder, People tired of watchin’ freedom Get torn clean asunder. 🎶 CHORUS We stand bold as a lion, even when the night gets cold, Holdin’ tight to the stories that our granddaddies told. This nation’s been divided, but the truth still cuts through— If we turn our hearts back home, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do. 🎶 VERSE 2 Highways full of anger, cities full of fear, Everybody’s shoutin’ loud, but nobody wants to hear. Politicians playin’ chess with the lives of common men, But the soul of this old country’s gonna rise up again. 🎶 PRE‑CHORUS ’Cause there’s a fire in the faithful, A strength they can’t erase, A quiet kind of courage You can see in a mama’s face. 🎶 CHORUS We stand bold as a lion, even when the night gets cold, Holdin’ tight to the stories that our granddaddies told. This nation’s been divided, but the truth still cuts through— If we turn our hearts back home, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do. 🎶 BRIDGE Maybe hope ain’t lost, it’s just buried in the dust, Waitin’ on a people who remember who they trust. Storms don’t last forever, and shadows fade at dawn— America ain’t dyin’, she’s just waitin’ to be strong. 🎤 SPOKEN OUTRO — 2 Chronicles 7:14 “If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”

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