Sam Hunt ‘Finally’ Figures Out Touring
Sam Hunt toured over the summer, and he took his family — his wife and his two young children — along with him. Sam says it was one of the…
Sam Hunt toured over the summer, and he took his family -- his wife and his two young children -- along with him. Sam says it was one of the best tours of his career.
The singer recently told us, "Oh yeah, I feel like last year I finally figured out touring, like figured out how to do it and make the most of it in terms of like making sure to smell the roses, getting up and going to do things in these towns that I’ve been through over the years, but not really fully experienced. So I’ve just built off that last year this summer."
He added, "So yeah, we’ve gone and floated rivers, we’ve gone to museums and parks and found the best breakfast places in different towns, got out on the ocean and fished a few times, and had some late evening hangout where we all circled up and run a fire and had some great conversations. So there are tons of moments and days and nights that I’m gonna definitely remember for a long time."
Hunt's new song is a new track called "Liberty," out now. Rooted in a dream of the future, the singer envisions what life can look like with days focused on and filled with perseverance, purpose, and family.
Sam told us, "'Liberty' is a song that I wrote back during the pandemic. It’s a song that I never thought I would put out, but as time passed, I decided that it was timely and recorded it."
He added, "I flew home off the road this fall to get in the studio and get it recorded and get it out. So I’m proud of this one and happy to have it out."
The singer played a portion of “Liberty” acoustically on his socials last year after writing the tune with Zach Crowell, Chris LaCorte, Shane McAnally, and Josh Osborne.
Fans have called for the full version ever since first hearing Hunt sing the chorus: "Baby, give me liberty or give me death / Forty hours and a day of rest / Autumn leaves on these county roads / Grab a hand, y’all bow your heads / A bunch of kids, little fertile ground / Raise ’em up right, pass it down / Fences keep the cattle in / But they can’t hold the souls of men / Fences keep the cattle in / But they can’t hold the souls of men."
