Backroad in My Rearview
G
Gérald “monoccitanie09” Girbas
male vocals
country
Warm modern country with male vocals; brushed snare and laid‑back kick under twangy acoustic
subtle slide guitar fills. Verses stay intimate and close-mic’d
then chorus opens with stacked harmonies and a wider
brighter mix. Second half adds a simple organ pad and tambourine lift
ending on a gentle vocal tag and ringing guitar chord.
Créé le mars 15, 2026
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Coffee in a paper cup
Boot scuffs on the Chevy floor
Mailbox with my last name
In a town that don’t fit anymore
Mama’s voice on the telephone
Saying “boy, you sure you’re through?”
I just watch that porch grow smaller
In the mirror while I move
[Chorus]
Got this backroad in my rearview
Dust on the past like a goodbye tune
Heart full of “maybe” and “we’ll see soon”
Chasing that something I never could prove
If I get lost out past that moon
I’ll blame this backroad in my rearview
[Verse 2]
Gas gauge flirting with the red
Old cap riding on the dash
That one picture of you laughing
Folded up with all my cash
Radio preaching Friday night
About staying where your roots run true
I just smile and hit it louder
‘Cause I ain’t done with breaking rules (oh no)
[Chorus]
Got this backroad in my rearview
Dust on the past like a goodbye tune
Heart full of “maybe” and “we’ll see soon”
Chasing that something I never could prove
If I get lost out past that moon
I’ll blame this backroad in my rearview
[Bridge]
Maybe I circle right back here
Tires in the same old tracks
Or maybe I find that missing piece
That keeps on pulling me past
[Chorus]
Got this backroad in my rearview
Dust on the past like a goodbye tune
Heart full of “maybe” and “we’ll see soon”
Chasing that something I never could prove
If I find me or I lose you
It’s ‘cause of this backroad in my rearview
Coffee in a paper cup
Boot scuffs on the Chevy floor
Mailbox with my last name
In a town that don’t fit anymore
Mama’s voice on the telephone
Saying “boy, you sure you’re through?”
I just watch that porch grow smaller
In the mirror while I move
[Chorus]
Got this backroad in my rearview
Dust on the past like a goodbye tune
Heart full of “maybe” and “we’ll see soon”
Chasing that something I never could prove
If I get lost out past that moon
I’ll blame this backroad in my rearview
[Verse 2]
Gas gauge flirting with the red
Old cap riding on the dash
That one picture of you laughing
Folded up with all my cash
Radio preaching Friday night
About staying where your roots run true
I just smile and hit it louder
‘Cause I ain’t done with breaking rules (oh no)
[Chorus]
Got this backroad in my rearview
Dust on the past like a goodbye tune
Heart full of “maybe” and “we’ll see soon”
Chasing that something I never could prove
If I get lost out past that moon
I’ll blame this backroad in my rearview
[Bridge]
Maybe I circle right back here
Tires in the same old tracks
Or maybe I find that missing piece
That keeps on pulling me past
[Chorus]
Got this backroad in my rearview
Dust on the past like a goodbye tune
Heart full of “maybe” and “we’ll see soon”
Chasing that something I never could prove
If I find me or I lose you
It’s ‘cause of this backroad in my rearview