Country Legends Never Die + synths

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© rootshell
Dust on the vinyl, crackling through the night
Haggard on the jukebox, and Cash burning bright
Stories of the highways, whiskey, love, and pain
Every chord they’re strumming still runs through my veins

Time rolls on, but the echoes remain
Every outlaw story, every lonesome refrain
Picking this guitar I can feel
All the ghosts of Nashville

Country legends never die
They ride the wind in the southern sky
Country legends never die

Whiskey on the stage, boots worn down and torn
Voices full of heartache, truth, and broken horns
From the Grand Ole Opry to a backroad bar
You can hear their spirit singing from the stars

Time rolls on, but the echoes remain
Every outlaw story, every lonesome refrain
Picking this guitar I can feel
All the ghosts of Nashville

Country legends never die
They ride the wind in the southern sky
Country legends never die

Never die...