Larkspur Holt - Juniper Don't Bend (Lyric Video)

Juniper Don't Bend, the debut single from Larkspur Holt. Stream it everywhere: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/lar... Larkspur Holt writes country songs from the high desert of Central Oregon, where juniper, rimrock and wind are part of every song. "Juniper Don't Bend" is a song about standing your ground after heartbreak: you might lean, you might weather, but you don't bend. 🎧 Listen All platforms: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/lar... Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/1cTfdv... Apple Music:   / juniper-dont-bend-single   📝 Lyrics Mama planted me in red dirt, said "baby, don't you grow too tall" Wind comes off the Cascades and it don't care who it makes fall I've been bruised by every season, I've been snowed on in July Got a heart like cracked obsidian, it still catches the light So go on and howl, go on and blow There's one thing about me you oughta know Juniper don't bend the way you want her to She just twists a little slower, keeps on reaching for the blue Roots down in the rimrock where the hard winds never end Oh, I might lean, I might weather, but this juniper don't bend You called me stubborn as a fence post, cold as Crooked River ice Packed your truck with all the good years, didn't even look back twice Well, I sold the ring for diesel, kept the dog and kept the deed Learned a woman can be lonesome and still have everything she needs So go on and howl, go on and blow There's one thing about me you oughta know Juniper don't bend the way you want her to She just twists a little slower, keeps on reaching for the blue Roots down in the rimrock where the hard winds never end Oh, I might lean, I might weather, but this juniper don't bend Three hundred years of thunder, three hundred years of drought Every ring inside of me tells how I found my way out So when the dust storm's rolling and the sky goes iron gray I just hum my granddaddy's hymn and let it blow away Juniper don't bend the way you want her to She just twists a little slower, keeps on reaching for the blue Roots down in the rimrock where the hard winds never end Oh, I might lean, I might weather, but this juniper don't bend Oh, I might lean... I might weather... But this juniper don't bend Music & visuals made with AI tools.