Body Language

Whatcha Doin' Tomorrow

Don’t Mess With Exes

Man of Few Words

Into The Neon

Damn You Look Good

Boots On

God Bless The West (feat. Cleto Cordero)

You Don't Even Know Who I Am

Sheltered

Verse 1
She don’t need high heels or a downtown bar,
She’s got fireflies glowing underneath the stars.
Barefoot queen in a cotton dress,
She ain’t looking for someone to impress.

Pre-Chorus
She’s not velvet ropes or city lights,
She’s red clay roads on summer nights.

Chorus
She’s a dirt road diva, crown of wildflowers,
Her finer things are the front porch hours.
Fresh-air perfume, sweet lemonade,
Four wheels spinnin’ like her own parade.
Yeah, she shines best where the stars rise free—
That dirt road diva, that’s royalty.

Verse 2
Doesn’t need champagne, she’ll make her own luck,
Sippin’ on sweet tea in her old pickup.
She laughs like thunder, rolls in like rain,
Turns a gravel road into her own fame.

Pre-Chorus
She’s not diamonds cut from stone,
She’s homegrown gold you can’t own.

Chorus
She’s a dirt road diva, crown of wildflowers,
Her finer things are the front porch hours.
Fresh-air perfume, sweet lemonade,
Four wheels spinnin’ like her own parade.
Yeah, she shines best where the stars rise free—
That dirt road diva, that’s royalty.

Bridge
No city skyline could make her wanna go,
She’s the queen of the creek and the radio.

Final Chorus/Outro
She’s a dirt road diva, crown of wildflowers,
Her finer things are these country hours.
Bare feet dancing, she’s most alive,
In her kingdom of crickets and her midnight sky.
Yeah, she rules where the stars rise free—
That dirt road diva, she’s royalty.

Dirt Road Queen

another track I've written looking for a home on someone's album

It-ll-All-Come-Out-in-the-Wash.mp3

My debut album, Hey Country Queen, is out now! 🤠

Don’t Mess With Exes

Mackenzie Carpenter

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