Outlaw Country Rock 2025 🚛 “Renegade Rhythms” – Your Red‑Dirt Road‑Trip Anthem!
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Verse 1
Rust on the fender, red-dirt thunder, midnight hidin’ our sins,
Gas-station coffee, .45 softly hummin’ beneath the dash-light grin.
We bet our souls on borrowed wheels, burnin’ rubber through the pine,
Swore daylight couldn’t catch us—hell, we thought we owned time.

Chorus
Raise a glass to the gone-by days, outlaw brave and neon wild,
Broken laws and mason-jars, moonlit kisses, feral-child.
Years ran off like river thieves, but they couldn’t steal that spark—
Every scar still hums the melody we tattooed on the dark.
Yeah, the clock keeps cheatin’ hearts, but the memories never rust;
They’re chrome-plated, high-octane, ridin’ shotgun with our dust.

Verse 2
Barstool prophets preach of love, but I’m payin’ tabs with ghosts;
High-noon promises went bust on that ragged Texas coast.
Still taste her velvet wildfire, still hear the outlaw choir ring;
Though the badge took back the highway, it can’t cuff the songs we sing.

Chorus
Raise a glass to the gone-by days, outlaw brave and neon wild,
Broken laws and mason-jars, moonlit kisses, feral-child.
Years ran off like river thieves, but they couldn’t steal that spark—
Every scar still hums the melody we tattooed on the dark.
Yeah, the clock keeps cheatin’ hearts, but the memories never rust;
They’re chrome-plated, high-octane, ridin’ shotgun with our dust.

Bridge
When a freight train yodels midnight, and the coyotes join the tune,
I hitch my heart to boxcar dreams and lonesome steel-string blues.
Might be older, might hurt colder, but the fire’s still raisin’ Cain—
A renegade beneath these wrinkles, thunder pumpin’ through my veins.

Chorus
Raise a glass to the gone-by days, outlaw brave and neon wild,
Broken laws and mason-jars, moonlit kisses, feral-child.
Years ran off like river thieves, but they couldn’t steal that spark—
Every scar still hums the melody we tattooed on the dark.
Yeah, the clock keeps cheatin’ hearts, but the memories never rust;
They’re chrome-plated, high-octane, ridin’ shotgun with our dust.

Renegade Rhythms of Yesterday

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Rock n roll has been a fun ride but for now county is calling the soul once again. You can easily navigate genres in the Playlist section.

Strumming their way through heartbreak, hilarity, and highway hijinks, The Artificial Home Wreckers are a country rock band like no other. Born from a chance encounter at a roadside diner with a broken jukebox, these renegades of rhythm specialize in songs that sound like a wild Friday night and feel like a hungover Saturday morning.

Their music is a cocktail of twangy guitars, foot-stomping beats, and lyrics that toe the line between tragic and downright ridiculous. From ballads about exes who "borrowed" their truck (and forgot to return it) to anthems about that one unforgettable karaoke night gone horribly wrong, they’ve got a tune for every lovable misfit out there.

Catch them on tour (if their GPS actually works this time), and remember their motto: “Breaking homes one chorus at a time!”

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