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Walker Jackson

90's country lover, two-step enthusiast, and a guitar-slinging, boot-wearing, unapologetic southerner here to revive the golden era of country music one twangy song at a time. When I’m not channeling my inner Garth Brooks or daydreaming of mullets and cowboy hats, I'm out here writing songs about love, heartbreak, and pickup trucks that may or may not start every morning. Join me on this honky-tonk journey and let’s take a walk down memory lane, back to when country was as smooth as George Strait’s smile and twice as catchy.


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