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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
First light on the fjord
Coffee in my hand
You pull from the harbour
Paint scraped
Proud and tan
Old ropes creak a greeting as the gulls loop and call
MF Ole Bull
You’ve seen it all
[Chorus]
Carry me home
MF Ole Bull
Across this glass-gray water
Belly full
Of tired boots
Kids with sticky fingers
Cars in a line
You stitch these scattered shores into one long spine
Carry me home
MF Ole Bull
Carry me home tonight
[Verse 2]
Deck slick with rain
Diesel in the air
Couple in the corner
Wind in their hair
Tourists on their phones
Locals half-asleep
You rock us all gently in your rusted steel keep
[Chorus]
Carry me home
MF Ole Bull
Across this glass-gray water
Belly full
Of tired boots
Kids with sticky fingers
Cars in a line
You stitch these scattered shores into one long spine
Carry me home
MF Ole Bull
Carry me home tonight
[Bridge]
Someday they’ll paint you over
Give your routes a different name
But I’ll still hear your engine
Every time I see this bay
A floating little village
That vanishes at the quay
[Chorus]
Carry me home
MF Ole Bull
Across this glass-gray water
Belly full
Of tired boots
Kids with sticky fingers
Cars in a line
You stitch these scattered shores into one long spine
Carry me home
MF Ole Bull
Carry me home tonight
Details
GeneratedJan 18, 2026
Duration2:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
Warm acoustic folk with light percussion and subtle accordion, midtempo sway that feels like gentle waves, male vocals up close and storytelling, small choir harmonies entering on the chorus, soft bass undercurrent and brushed snare to give a steady crossing feel
Credits
Prompt by
James6346
James6346ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about the ferry MF Ole bull
