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Hills
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Alternative Country
Hills was released on April 3, 2026 by Mindful Recordings as a part of the album Hills - Single
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Release DateApril 3, 2026
LabelMindful Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Koops
Jake Koops
Guitar, Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Koops
Jake Koops
Songwriter
Mark Needham
Mark Needham
Songwriter
Jordan Terrell
Jordan Terrell
Songwriter
Cade Brinkley
Cade Brinkley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Needham
Mark Needham
Mixing Engineer, Producer
Jordan Terrell
Jordan Terrell
Producer

Lyrics

Don't drink beer for the taste, I just drink to get drunk
I ain't been sober in days, I'm keeping my demons numb
I'll take some smoke to the face, I let it fill up my lungs
I fall in love for a day and get too close to the sun
Two .45s moonshine up inside that console
I'm here tonight but I'll be gone by tomorrow
Girl, I'm a smoking gun, there ain't a single doubt
I was born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out
Dust off the back of a Silverado
White knuckle grip on a half-drunk bottle
I'm getting out of Dodge, Hellcat fast
You should know I ain't never coming back, no
High smoke red hanging out the window
Asphalt burning up the Bridgestones
I'm getting out of Dodge, Earnhardt fast
You should know I ain't never coming back, no
Girl, I'm a smoking gun, there ain't a single doubt
I was born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out
Born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out
(Til them hills run out, til them hills run out)
(Born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out)
I'm the homegrown type of crowd
Take you home, spin you 'round the hallway
I ain't no picket fence, razor dog
Cody Johnson country song
Hate you gotta learn that the hard way
Can't settle down, it's written all over my face
I ain't ashamed, I was born for the highway
Girl, I'm a smoking gun, there ain't a single doubt
I was born to run, born to run 'til the hills run out
Dust off the back of a Silverado
White knuckle grip on a half-drunk bottle
I'm getting out of Dodge, Hellcat fast
You should know I ain't never coming back, no
High smoke red hanging out the window
Asphalt burning up the Bridgestones
I'm getting out of Dodge, Earnhardt fast
You should know I ain't never coming back, no
Girl, I'm a smoking gun, there ain't a single doubt
I was born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out
Born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out
(Til them hills run out, til them hills run out)
(Born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out)
Two .45s moonshine up inside that console
I'm here tonight but I'll be gone by tomorrow
Yeah, I'ma pedal down, there ain't a single doubt
I was born to run, born to run 'til them hills run out
Written by: Cade Brinkley, Jake Koops, Jordan Terrell, Mark Needham
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