Artist(s): Ellie-Grace Summers
Title: Giddy
Genre(s): Country, Pop
Length: 3:16
Writer: E.G Summers, C. Hudson
Producer: Ellie-Grace Summers
Label: Studio 60
From The Album: MANTRA
Giddy is a song by American singer-songwriter Ellie-Grace Summers for her third studio album, MANTRA. It appears as the third track on the long-awaited record. "Giddy" was written by Ellie-Grace and Christopher Hudson in 2017, during one of their many sessions together. Production of the song was also handled entirely by Summers herself. "Giddy" is a mid-tempo country and pop crossover track, featuring uncredited soft backing harmonies from co-writer Christopher Hudson as well as a prominent banjo arrangement that pushes the country music elements to the forefront alongside Summers' thick Southern accent. The song was written as a follow-up to the story of "Monday's Love", which is placed before "Giddy" in the album's track listing. Lyrically, "Giddy", is a rather tongue-in-cheek, anecdotal break-up song. Summers has finally gained the confidence to leave her adulterous, egotistical partner in order to focus on herself and knowing that she deserves better. Fellow musician Erich Hess is referenced in the bridge of the track.
Hudson and Summers has multiple studio sessions over the span of 2017 and 2018. After successfully creating "Monday's Love", which would later go on to become a top 5 single for the singer, Ellie-Grace wanted to "continue the story" from that song and give the girl "a happy ending". She and Hudson then set out to create this follow-up in their next studio meeting, months before Ellie had decided herself that the entire album would tell a story. "Giddy" originally had more upbeat, country-disco leaning production akin to its sister song "Monday's Love", however, Summers wanted a clear differentiation from the two and also feared that due to some of the innuendo filled lyrics within "Giddy", a livelier production could make the song come across as plain comical. Summers then decided to produce the song herself, giving it a far more subdued soundscape in order to have the listener pay more attention to the biting lyricism and exasperation in her voice.
GIDDYTrusted my heart like only the fools do
Waited it out, hoping you'd play a new tune
The same old record echoed through the room
Buck it up now, boy, buck it up now
Backwoods Casanova in your beat up jeans
Blowing your own smoke, lost in pipe dreams
Yellowing it all and I'm trying to get clean
Buck it up now, boy, buck it up now
All bravado like you're some sharpshooter
I'd love to know who even started that rumor
Though I must admit you can sure fire from the hip
In just one blink, you go off that quick
Curse you and the horse you rode in on
I'm not afraid to draw pistols at dawn
It's all cool with me, you can stick to your ploy
Go and get on out here, go on and ride 'em, cowboy
Giddy up, giddy up!
Giddy up, giddy up!I zealously glossed all over the truth
Fingers in my ears like some stubborn youth
Painted myself pretty for a man so uncouth
Buck it up now, girl, buck it up now
Guess I was just another way to kill time
Thought I could make this outlaw mine
But this was never his only rodeo ride
Buck it up now, girl, buck it up now
And I won't miss you or the smell of your liquor
Funnily enough, I don't know which ignites quicker
You can try your luck over in the next town
Now get on out of here 'cause the word is out
Curse you and the horse you rode in on
I'm not afraid to draw pistols at dawn
It's all cool with me, you can stick to your ploy
Go and get on out here, go on and ride 'em, cowboy
Giddy up, giddy up!
Giddy up, giddy up!Curse you and the horse you rode in on
I'm not afraid to draw pistols at dawn
It's all cool with me, you can stick to your ploy
Go and get on out here, go on and ride 'em, cowboy
Giddy up, giddy up!
Giddy up, giddy up!I mean, yeah, I like the tattoos on your arms...
And, sure, I was dazed by your lucky charms...
But I don't want to be a casualty of your mess
Another blonde little damsel stuck in distress
All to stroke an ego already in excess
But let's face it, you ain't no Erich Hess
Swallow that pride, it might put hair on your chest
'Cause you're gonna be lonely when that sun sets
Curse you and the horse you rode in on
I'm not afraid to draw pistols at dawn
It's all cool with me, you can stick to your ploy
Go and get on out here, go on and ride 'em, cowboy
Giddy up, giddy up!
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