The lope is there almost from the first bar — snare cracking on the backbeat, bass holding the floor, and a bright lead line carrying the tune.

The voice comes in close and dry, mid-range and unhurried, with the band keeping a light floor underneath.

The chorus opens the record up. The backbeat lands heavier, the low end firms, and the voice presses into its top range with real push.

It thins back down for the second verse — the voice up close over the lope again, the pocket as easy as ever.

A climbing last stretch, and the chorus rolls back in — same wide stance, the drive unchanged.

Now the melody changes hands — the fiddle takes the chorus over, sawing across a beat that never lets up.

The voice slides back in mid-chorus and takes the line back from the fiddle — same melody, now sung.

The hook starts circling — a short vocal tag repeating again and again, the band still driving hard underneath it.

With the voice gone, the band plays the ending out alone — fiddle still on top, the beat shouldering along.

A last ringing chord, a short decay, and then clean silence.