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🎶 “Ram Runnin’ to Toronto” – Arrangement Guide for Tunee Genre: Country Rock / latin salsa Tempo: 104 BPM Key: G Major Mood: upbeat, storytelling, southern rock, country rap, highway driving, humor [Intro – Spoken] (8 bars) Now I ain’t sayin’ I’m reckless, But I got a soft spot for bad ideas and red taillights. She said, “If you love me, come prove it.” So I fired up the Ram and pointed her west through the night. [Verse 1] (16 bars) Rollin’ outta Moncton, sunrise creepin’, Thermos full, I ain’t even sleepin’. Chrome pipes singin’ like a steel guitar, Heartbeat racin’ that Hemi too hard. Nova Scotia fog like a ghost in the mirror, Talkin’ to the road, “Girl, I’m gettin’ near.” Got 1,400 miles and a half-pack plan, And a love that don’t wait on a traffic jam. [Chorus] (8 bars) I’m Ram-runnin’ to Toronto, Pedal down, heart full throttle, Backroads hummin’, radio loud, Her name on my lips in a diesel cloud. Every line of highway hums her song, Every mile says “boy, drive on,” I ain’t slowin’ down till I see her face — Ram-runnin’ love through time and space. [Verse 2] (16 bars) Through Fredericton rain and Quebec wind, Still smell her perfume in my cab again. Borderline broke but the tank’s still full, ‘Cause her voice in my head keeps pullin’ that bull. Montreal lights like a fever dream, I’m talkin’ to my dash like it’s part of my team. “Hold tight, baby, one more night, This Ram’s got wings and a taillight light.” [Bridge – Rap Section] (8 bars) Hemi hummin’ harmony, GPS don’t bother me, Map’s in my memory, Girl’s my destiny. Ain’t no stop, no cop, no limit line, Just diesel burn and borrowed time, Got a ring in the glove box, plan in my mind, I’m drivin’ love on borrowed dimes. [Chorus – Repeat] (8 bars) I’m Ram-runnin’ to Toronto, Chrome flashin’ under that moon-glow, Tailgate drummin’, heart on fire, Tires singin’ like a gospel choir. Every mile that I cross feels right, I can see her porch in the edge of night, I ain’t slowin’ down till I hold her tight — Ram-runnin’ home tonight. [Outro – Funny Ending] (12 bars) Pulled in past dawn, dust on my face, Heart full of hope, truck outta grace. She looked me up, looked me down, said “Boy… no way.” Guess love don’t live off the 401 today. So I turned that Ram ‘round, boots on the floor, Coffee cold, pride out the door. Said, “Well, I reckon that’s how it be, Them city girls just ain’t for me.” Headin’ eastbound, free and clear, Radio laughin’, shiftin’ gears. Back to the Maritimes, where the roads feel right — Me and my Ram, racin’ sunrise light. Ain’t love grand? … well, at least gas was cheap.