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Red Dirt Reverie is Vince Brooks looking over his shoulder at the roads that raised him. This is the sound of two-lane highways, calloused hands, stadium lights that never felt quite like home, and soil that still whispers his name no matter how far he runs.

It’s not just nostalgia.
It’s the truth of a man who thought he’d outgrow his hometown, only to realize every mile forward still runs straight through where he started.

Vince Brooks is an AI creation of Brook Stanley, and for this album both the lyrics and the music on this track were created using AI tools.


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[Intro]
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 1]
Red dirt wind on a two-lane road,
Half my life in the rearview glow.
Daddy’s voice ridin’ shotgun still,
Sayin’ “Son, this land will break you or it’ll build.”

[Verse 2]
I chased that stadium roar and light,
Thought I’d outrun my home one night.
But the further I got from an Oklahoma sky,
The more I felt that pull I couldn’t quiet inside.

[Chorus]
This is my red dirt reverie,
Where the past keeps wakin’ up in me.
Every fence post, every mile,
Every memory stays awhile.
I can leave but I don’t stay free,
From my red dirt reverie.

[Verse 3]
Sold machines to men with calloused hands,
Same kind I knew from my daddy’s land.
Heard their stories in the dust they’d stir,
Made me see my roots a little deeper than I ever remembered.

[Chorus]
This is my red dirt reverie,
Where the past keeps wakin’ up in me.
Every fence post, every mile,
Every memory stays awhile.
I can leave but I don’t stay free,
From my red dirt reverie.

[Bridge]
Some dreams fade like a tire track rain,
Some stay carved like a cattle brand name.
And no matter how far these wheels may roll,
That soil still whispers to my soul.

[Final Chorus]
This is my red dirt reverie,
Where the boy I was still speaks to me.
Every fence post, every mile,
Every memory stays awhile.
I can roam but I can’t outrun
Where my blood and my story come from.
This red dirt reverie,
It keeps on callin’ me.

[Outro]
[Instrumental Break]
[Slow Fade]

Red Dirt Reverie

Song about a broken-hearted man who can't stop drinking as he recalls his mistakes and missed opportunities.

He pulled out her letter and read it over again
The one she wrote night she up and left him  
It was one part never there, two parts unprepared
Add a dash of despair and there you have it: 
The recipe for a broken heart.
    		
Could've fanned the flame, it's a cryin' shame 
He's comin' apart                    
gotta broken heart. 

Now he cannot stop, he takes another shot 
     
Thinkin' 'bout those birthdays he just plumb forgot. 
              
As he takes some time to think, he pours another drink 
Of the recipe for a broken heart

ONE PART NEVER THERE, TWO PARTS UNPREPARED              
ADD A DASH OF DESPAIR AND THERE YOU HAVE IT 
THE RECIPE FOR A BROKEN HEART

Now he cannot stop, he takes another shot 
Thinkin' 'bout those birthdays he forgot
Gotta broken heart   

Could've fanned the flame
It's a cryin' shame  
He's comin' apar
Gotta broken heart 

He knew the task was risky but he’s plumb out of luck
He got a flask of Jack Whiskey in the cab of his ol’ truck  
Comin’ apart at the seams, his heart is sad and broken. 
Lost his hopes and dreams so tonight he’s gonna crack it open

Now he cannot stop, he takes another shot 
Thinkin' 'bout those birthdays he forgot 
Gotta broken heart   

Could've fanned the flame, it's a cryin' shame 
He's comin' apart; gotta broken heart 
      
With each shot he takes, he remembers his mistakes 
And the recipe for a broken heart

Recipe for a Broken Heart

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