Write outlaw country/Americana lyrics for a gravelly baritone male vocal. Narrative follows a retired long-haul trucker hiding out in a New Mexico border town diner, reflecting on ditching a smuggling run, leaving his old life behind, and finding quiet peace flipping burgers for drifters, equal parts weary relief and unapologetic defiance. Imagery features chipped coffee mugs, sun-bleached 18-wheeler decals, dust devils swirling across empty highway stretches, and a handwritten note from the lover he left back in Tulsa. Music parameters: 112 BPM, A major, core instrumentation: twangy Gretsch electric guitar with ragged chicken pickin', weathered mahogany acoustic guitar strummed hard with a thick pick, doghouse upright bass with woody gut-string thump, scratchy honky-tonk piano with slightly out-of-tune keys, wailing steel guitar weaving through verses, brushed snare and kick drum with loose, lazy porch swing groove. Emotional tone: gruff, warm, unburdened, no regret for the roads left untraveled.
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[Intro] [Verse] Dust devils spin outside Nowhere left to hide Chipped mug in my hand Lost in border land Old decals fade to grey No more highway today [Chorus] I let the diesel die Flipping burgers in the sun Underneath this desert sky No more run to run I walked away clean From that heavy machine No regrets in my soul I gave up control [Post-Chorus] Just a quiet space In this dusty place [Verse] Tulsa note in my vest Written by the very best She said go find peace Let the engine cease Left the contraband behind Left that state of mind [Chorus] I let the diesel die Flipping burgers in the sun Underneath this desert sky No more run to run I walked away clean From that heavy machine No regrets in my soul I gave up control [Bridge] They can search the state Curse my fate But I am far out of range I don't need to change Let the cold wind blow Nowhere left to go [Verse] Drifters come and they go Moving soft and slow I just pour the grease Finally found my peace Gretsch guitar starts to whine Crossed the border line [Chorus] I let the diesel die Flipping burgers in the sun Underneath this desert sky No more run to run I walked away clean From that heavy machine No regrets in my soul I gave up control [Outro]
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