Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Got a ball cap backwards Dust on my blue jeans Cooler in the backseat Truck tank half clean Old map folded Seatbelt squeaks time Wind in the mirror Heart on a white line [Chorus] This backroad like a runway We take off when the moon’s up high Windows down Let it all shake Burnin’ that midnight sky Singin’ hey Hey We ain’t slowin’ down Got the whole world spinnin’ in this small town This backroad like a runway Baby We’re built to fly [Verse 2] Your feet on the dashboard Bare toes Red paint Laugh ’til you snort once You say “boy Don’t faint” (hey!) That old farm sign flashin’ We blow on by You lean in closer Say “one more mile” [Chorus] This backroad like a runway We take off when the moon’s up high Windows down Let it all shake Burnin’ that midnight sky Singin’ hey Hey We ain’t slowin’ down Got the whole world spinnin’ in this small town This backroad like a runway Baby We’re built to fly [Bridge] Hands on the wheel Your hand on mine Two hearts racin’ that center line If there’s a heaven I think it starts Right here in this truck with your wild heart (oh yeah) [Chorus] This backroad like a runway We take off when the moon’s up high Windows down Let it all shake Burnin’ that midnight sky Singin’ hey Hey We ain’t slowin’ down Got the whole world spinnin’ in this small town This backroad like a runway Baby We’re built to fly Yeah this backroad like a runway Hold on We’re built to fly
Tags
folk, Fast, modern arena-country stomp at 150 BPM with Southern male vocals. Tight acoustic strums driving eighth notes, overdriven electrics on the offbeats, and heavy, punchy drums locking with a deep subby bass line. Verses stay close and rhythmic with half-spoken swagger; chorus explodes wide with gang vocals, big stacked harmonies, and ringing power chords. Short breakdown before final hook for a crowd clap-and-sing moment, radio-ready mix with polished top-end sheen., electric, male vocals, country, rhythmic, acoustic, strong
Duration
2:16
Instrumental
No
Created
2/18/2026