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When the desert wind stirs over Boot Hill, the dead don’t rest — they ride again. 🌑 “Boot Hill Moonlight” is a haunting outlaw country ballad of sin, dust, and redemption. It tells of restless souls who gamble with eternity, their guns drawn beneath the ghostly glow of the moon. A confession carved in sand and sorrow — and the desert never forgets a name. #aimusic #BootHillMoonlight #countryghost777 #fullsong #music #aivideoyoutube #sunoai #capcut #vizzy #country #countrymusic #spooktober Title: Boot Hill Moonlight Artist: Country-Ghost Lyrics: [Verse 1] Boot Hill sleeps beneath pale bone light, Names carved crooked, half in spite. Cards and whiskey, guns and sin, They all ride once more in the cold night wind. [Pre-Chorus 1] I hear them call across the plain, Their voices low like falling rain. [Chorus 1] Under Boot Hill moonlight, they ride again, Through dust and sorrow, through what’s been. Every outlaw pays his due, When the desert sings the truth to you. [Verse 2] Two shadows draw by the gallows’ post, Silver flashes, smoke and ghosts. No blood this time, just echo and flame, And the wind still whispers each outlaw’s name. [Pre-Chorus 2] The cards are dealt, the candles burn, No living soul will see them turn. [Chorus 2] Under Boot Hill moonlight, they ride again, Through dust and sorrow, through what’s been. Every outlaw pays his due, When the desert sings the truth to you. [Bridge] There’s a price for every breath we take, And peace no man can truly make. So light my grave and let it glow, Where the lost still ride and the cold winds blow. [Last Chorus] Under Boot Hill moonlight, their voices cry, A choir of ghosts beneath the sky. Every bullet, every sin, Finds its way where the night begins. Under Boot Hill moonlight, I’ll ride again, ‘Til the desert calls my name — Amen. Don't forget to subscribe to my channel so you don't miss any new music videos! 👍 If you like the song, leave a like and let me know what you think about it in the comments! 💬 Video made in: https://www.capcut.com & https://vizzy.io