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*Where I’m Found – Clyde Walker | Outlaw Country / Americana*

“Where I’m Found” is a slow-burning outlaw country song about holding your line when no one’s watching. Built on handshakes, hard-earned truth, and quiet resolve, this track tells the story of a man who stands by his choices, owns his scars, and doesn’t bend for noise or approval.

Carried by acoustic guitar, steel guitar, and a dusty slow-to-mid tempo, Where I’m Found leans into raw Americana honesty. It’s about storms hitting hard, silence weighing heavy, and still standing firm on honest ground when everything shakes.

This is country music for those who live by their word, take their bruises straight, and stay rooted when the world turns loud.

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inspired by the outlaw — Wyatt Flores, Drayton Farley, Zach Top

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*Lyrics:*

[Intro]
I learned early what lasts and what breaks

[Verse 1]
I was raised on handshakes, not second tries
On hard-earned truth, not pretty lies
Saw good men fall and still stand tall
Learned real quick who answers the call

Boots on gravel, heart held tight
Did most my praying late at night
I don’t shine much, I don’t pretend
I just do right by where I’ve been

[Chorus]
I hold my line, I don’t bend
Don’t need crowds calling me a friend
I live my days the way I choose
I win some ground, I take some bruises
If the storm comes crashing down
I’ll still be standing where I’m found

[Verse 2]
I’ve lost my way, I’ve lost my nerve
Paid every cent I ever owed or earned
Carried silence heavier than chains
Learned how to live with the weight of names

I don’t beg fate, I don’t pray loud
I don’t bow down to a faceless crowd
If I fall short, I own the sound
I rise back up on honest ground

[Chorus]
I hold my line, I don’t bend
Don’t need crowds calling me a friend
I live my days the way I choose
I win some ground, I take some bruises
If the storm comes crashing down
I’ll still be standing where I’m found

[Bridge]
((instruments drop, steel guitar swells))
If the road ends cold and bare
And no one’s left to say they care
I’ll shake the dust, I’ll face the truth
I lived this life the way I knew

((band comes back in))

[Outro]
Yeah the storm can rage, the sky can pound
I’ll still be standing where I’m found