Hell or High Water
by Scotty Rivers · Country · Made with Suno · 1 play
Style
Prompt
Southern rock, outlaw country rock; vintage 1970s energy in modern Nashville production, punchy studio mix; dual overdriven guitars, slide fills, live drums, bass, Hammond organ, guitar solo; stomping 108 BPM; gritty male baritone, growling verses, explosive chorus with gang harmonies
Lyrics
I was raised where the road turns gravel Where the summer sun burns red Where you learn to keep on standing When the whole world's gone to hell Daddy worked his hands to nothing Mama prayed us through the night I learned a man ain't measured By the times he wins a fight I've been knocked down, dragged through dirt But I ain't six feet beneath this earth Hell or high water Fire or pouring rain You can bend these bones But you can't break what remains Let the thunder keep on rolling Let the devil call my name I'll be standing when it's over Come hell or high water, just the same Lost a paycheck to a bad bet Lost some friends along the way Had a woman say forever Then she left on Christmas Day But I've got a little gasoline And a heart that won't give in Every scar across these shoulders Is a place I've already been Hell or high water Fire or pouring rain You can bend these bones But you can't break what remains Let the thunder keep on rolling Let the devil call my name I'll be standing when it's over Come hell or high water, just the same If tomorrow brings another storm I'll meet it on my feet Ain't a single road I've traveled Ever promised easy streets Hell or high water Fire or pouring rain You can bend these bones But you can't break what remains Let the thunder keep on rolling Let the whole sky fall like rain I'll be standing when it's over Come hell or high water, just the same