Stars on Broadway - Morgan Wallen

Chapter 76 - This Ain't Country

After their initial session, the creative spark between Georgie and Cooper only grew stronger. It felt effortless, like they were two halves of the same musical vision, and that energy made their collaboration both exciting and productive. The next day, they met again, this time with a clear goal in mind—writing and recording Cooper's new song, This Ain't Country.

Georgie arrived at the studio, eager to dive back into the creative process. Cooper was already there, fine-tuning a melody on his guitar. The moment she walked in, he looked up and flashed her a wide grin.

"Ready to write a banger?" Cooper asked, his tone light but serious, his excitement palpable.

Georgie smiled, setting her guitar down beside him. "You know it. So, tell me more about this song. I've been thinking about it since you brought it up."

Cooper strummed a few chords, nodding thoughtfully. "This Ain't Country is something I've been wanting to write for a while. It's a fun, rebellious take on the whole 'what is and isn't country music' debate, you know? People are always arguing about what qualifies, and I want to turn that on its head."

Georgie's eyes lit up. "I love that! It's the perfect theme, especially with how diverse country music has become. So, what's the vibe? Upbeat and cheeky?"

"Exactly," Cooper agreed. "I want it to be one of those songs that people can't help but sing along to, but with lyrics that poke a bit of fun at the stereotypes."

Georgie picked up her guitar, strumming a simple rhythm as Cooper played his melody. The synergy between them was instant, and within minutes, they were bouncing lyrical ideas back and forth, shaping the song into something unique.

Verse 1 (Cooper): If I hear one more son of a bitch
Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit
Five o'clock, 23 pack
One empty in the back seat when I get home
Off the saddle on a Friday, gravel on the driveway
Rattling my styrofoam

Verse 2 (Georgie): That southern sun
And that red dirt run
Deep in these veins like DNA
That born knee-deep in the mud

The lyrics flowed effortlessly as Georgie and Cooper played off each other's lines. The song started to come alive with a blend of defiance and humor, capturing the heart of what country music meant to them.

Chorus (Both): If there's a beer, I'm gonna drank it
If there's a hook, I'm gonna sank it
If there's a downtown bar packed, looking for a soundtrack
Damn straight, I'm gonna hank it
If there's a girl, I'm gonna spin her 'round
If there's a guitar, I'm gonna crank it loud
And if I hear one more son of a bitch
Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit

Cooper and Georgie laughed as they finished the chorus, the energy electric in the room. It was clear they were onto something big. The song was rebellious, cheeky, and unapologetically country, all while turning the genre's stereotypes on their head.

Verse 3 (Cooper):
That country fried steak down at the Cracker Barrel
Got my name on it, throw some gravy on it
My baby loves white cold blue jeans
Red dirt stain on it, 'cause she was raised on it

Verse 4 (Georgie):
That 336
And that Jim Beam hit
Deep in these veins like DNA
Can't take it on out of this kid

The verses flowed naturally, each line poking fun at the common themes of country life, but with a twist. As they worked through the final lines, the song built toward the punchy chorus that made it impossible to resist singing along.

Chorus (Both):
If there's a beer, I'm gonna drank it
If there's a hook, I'm gonna sank it
If there's a downtown bar packed, looking for a soundtrack
Damn straight, I'm gonna hank it
If there's a girl, I'm gonna spin her 'round
If there's a guitar, I'm gonna crank it loud
And if I hear one more son of a bitch
Say this ain't country, I'ma lose my shit

Cooper grinned wide after they finished playing the final chorus. "That's it. We've got it."

Georgie laughed, still riding the high of their creativity. "I can already see people losing their minds over this. It's catchy, but it's got that attitude people love."

"Exactly what I was going for," Cooper replied, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Now, let's record it."

The next day, the studio was buzzing with anticipation as they prepared to record This Ain't Country. Pete, as always, was ready to capture the energy and make the track pop.

Georgie and Cooper stepped into the recording booth, sharing a look of confidence before starting. As the track played through the speakers, the rebellious, fun energy they had crafted together poured out. Cooper's voice led the verses, full of swagger, while Georgie brought her fierce authenticity to the second verse. The two voices harmonized perfectly, creating a dynamic back-and-forth that gave the song its punch.

When they reached the chorus, both of them belted it out, their voices blending with power and attitude. It was the kind of song that demanded to be played loud, the kind that would get stuck in people's heads after the first listen.

By the time they finished recording, Pete gave them a grin through the glass. "That's a hit if I've ever heard one."

Georgie pulled off her headphones, her face flushed with excitement. "I can't wait to play this live. It's going to be wild."

Cooper nodded in agreement. "People aren't ready for this."

As they left the studio, Georgie couldn't help but feel that this was a turning point. This Ain't Country was more than just a song—it was a statement. And with Cooper by her side, there was no telling how big it would get.