Bailey On The Flank

[Verse 1]
Tuesday night, ground gone still
Flank-side mud and a colder chill
Stud marks deep in the churned-up grain
Bailey steps and they say his name

He takes the pill, head high, no fuss
Whole crowd leans when he cuts that touch
One quick step and the angle flips
Like he was built for the hard-clay hits

[Pre-Chorus]
They know that look
They know that move
One burst forward
And the whole thing’s loose

[Chorus]
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank
(bailey, bailey)
Bailey, Bailey, change the whole game
(one step, one break)
When he goes, the fence line shakes
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank

[Verse 2]
Old-school nerve in a new-school frame
Never too loud, but he owns that lane
Hands out wide, then gone in a blink
Makes a crowd hold breath and think

He’s got that edge, he’s got that craft
Turns a half-chance into a heartbreak dash
If the ball’s hot, he makes it cool
Then he leaves men chasing the rule

[Pre-Chorus]
They know that look
They know that turn
One clean burst
And the backline burns

[Chorus]
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank
(bailey, bailey)
Bailey, Bailey, change the whole game
(one step, one break)
When he goes, the fence line shakes
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank

[Bridge]
From the boundary mud to the open space
He drags the whole team up in place
No extra words, just that first glance
Then he’s already punched the chance

[Final Chorus]
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank
(bailey, bailey)
Bailey, Bailey, change the whole game
(one step, one break)
When he goes, the fence line shakes
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank
(bailey, bailey)
Bailey, Bailey, gun on the flank