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Tall Grass Blues

countryReleased 3/14/2026by Madison Hillman

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Performance Stats

Quality27.6

Buzz15

Peak Chart Position—

Weeks on Chart1

Revenue

Daily Revenue$2.61 thousand

Cumulative Revenue$14.11 thousand

Daily Score437.7

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Lyrics

Woke up with the screen door swingin’
Dust comin’ in with the mornin’ light
Mockingbird cry from the fence line crooked
Didn’t sleep much through the night
Your shadow’s still in the doorway, baby
Your name’s still caught in these rooms
And that north wind moves through the tall grass
Like it’s got bad news

Boots by the bed, coffee gone bitter
Rain stain creepin’ down the wall
I heard your truck on the state road leavin’
Didn’t hear no goodbye call
Now the fields roll on forever
Green waves under a lead-gray sky
And every blade out there keeps leanin’
Like it knows why

I got the tall grass blues
Whisperin’ around my knees
Tall grass blues
Beggin’ the past don’t leave
Wind keep talkin’, but it won’t tell truth
Just bends and shivers in these old backwoods
I got the tall grass blues
And they cut right through

Down by the ditch where the wild cane’s growin’
I threw your photograph away
Watched it turn soft in the muddy water
Watched your face just drift astray
But the land don’t bury nothin’ easy
Roots hold on like hands
And sorrow grows high in the tall grass
All across this land

I got the tall grass blues
Whisperin’ around my knees
Tall grass blues
Beggin’ the past don’t leave
Wind keep talkin’, but it won’t tell truth
Just bends and shivers in these old backwoods
I got the tall grass blues
And they cut right through

If I run to the river, Lord, it follows
If I hide in town, it comes
In the weeds by the roadside shoulder
In the hum beneath the tires and drums
You left me the sky and the silence
And a field too wide to lose
Now every road runs straight through nowhere
With these tall grass blues

I got the tall grass blues
Hangin’ heavy in the heat
Tall grass blues
Tanglin’ up my feet
Wind keep callin’ like a low church hymn
And the whole damn field’s been prayin’ for him
I got the tall grass blues
And they won’t turn loose

Yeah, the tall grass bends but it don’t break
And neither will I
No, neither will I

Daily Revenue (Last 30 Days)

Date	Revenue
Mar 19, 2026	$2.61 thousand
Mar 18, 2026	$2.68 thousand
Mar 17, 2026	$2.74 thousand
Mar 16, 2026	$2.78 thousand
Mar 15, 2026	$2.04 thousand
Mar 14, 2026	$1.28 thousand

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