BARSTOOL LETTERS - PulseOfMusic

A moody country-rap confessional about unsent notes to an ex. Warm acoustic guitar and slide licks over deep 808s, neon-bar vibes, and a heartfelt hook. For fans of Shaboozey, Jelly Roll, and modern country hip-hop.

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🎧 Track Info:
• Title: BARSTOOL LETTERS
• Artist: PulseOfMusic
• Genre: hip hop country crossover
• Length: ~3:20
hip hop country crossover, 90 bpm, deep 808 bass, banjo and acoustic guitar riffs, trap hi-hats, heavy kick drum, southern vibe, male vocals with confident storytelling flow, country harmonies

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Lyrics
[Intro – spoken]
Neon hummin’, whiskey sweatin’ on the wood.
If I ever said it right… it’d be tonight.

[Verse 1]
Wrote your name in a ring of rye,
Napkin ink bleeds slow goodbyes.
Jukebox plays our crooked hymn,
I stir the glass, you stir my sins.
Bartender knows, he keeps it hush,
Says, “Let it out,” but I never rush.
Every line I never sent
Stacks up like tabs and rent.

[Pre-Chorus]
I draft the truth, then fold it twice,
Hide it where the low light bites.
If loving you was my worst bet,
I’m still paying off the debt.

[Hook]
These barstool letters I never sent,
Soaked in bourbon, heaven-scent.
If the mailman came for my regrets,
He’d need a truck and cigarettes.
These barstool letters I never send—
Say I’m done, then start again.
What I can’t speak, the ink will vent:
Barstool letters, never sent.

[Verse 2]
We were sparks on a summer wind,
Burned too bright, then caved within.
You loved my boots, I loved your rage,
Two wild hearts on the same small stage.
City lights on a country ache,
I hit the gas just to hit the brakes.
Every “sorry” that I owe
Sits in drafts I’ll never show.

[Pre-Chorus]
I trace the lines we couldn’t cross,
Count the wins inside the loss.
If healing’s just a quieter noise,
Tonight I’ll choose the softer choice.

[Hook]
These barstool letters I never sent,
Soaked in bourbon, heaven-scent.
If the mailman came for my regrets,
He’d need a truck and cigarettes.
These barstool letters I never send—
Say I’m done, then start again.
What I can’t speak, the ink will vent:
Barstool letters, never sent.

[Bridge – melodic]
I won’t hit “call,” I won’t hit “send,”
Let the jukebox be the friend.
If you ever read my heart,
It’s carved in wood and whiskey marks.

[Verse 3 – rap/story]
Front row ghost in a denim coat,
Sittin’ where your laughter wrote.
Check gets paid, but the past stays open,
Tabs like vows I left unspoken.
Small-town boy with a downtown wound,
808s under a neon moon.
If closure’s just a different tone,
I’ll sing it low and drive it home.

[Hook – Final]
These barstool letters I never sent,
Soaked in bourbon, heaven-scent.
If the mailman came for my regrets,
He’d need a truck and cigarettes.
These barstool letters I never send—
Say I’m done, then start again.
What I can’t speak, the ink will vent:
Barstool letters, never sent.

[Outro]
Leave the note beneath the glass—
If you find it, let it pass.
Barstool letters… goodnight.

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