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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke with a pocket full of questions
And dust on the heels of my boots
The road had been bending like a tired old fence
But the morning was telling the truth
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a creek cutting silver through the clover
There’s a hawk riding high over the pine
I don’t need a map to pull me closer
When the whole green world says I’m doing fine
[Chorus]
I’ve got a roof made of blue sky
A table where the wild things grow
A little banjo by my side
And a long way left to go
When the hard days make me wonder
What this life is worth to me
I count the leaves, I count the thunder
And I feel rich as I can be
[Verse 2]
I traded my hurry for a garden
My worry for a pair of worn-out reins
Now the rain taps time on the porch roof
And washes the dust out of my name
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a fox stepping soft by the fence line
There’s warm bread cooling near the door
I used to think that more was more
Now I know what enough is for
[Chorus]
I’ve got a roof made of blue sky
A table where the wild things grow
A little banjo by my side
And a long way left to go
When the hard days make me wonder
What this life is worth to me
I count the leaves, I count the thunder
And I feel rich as I can be
[Bridge]
If tomorrow comes tangled and uncertain
I’ll meet it with both hands open wide
There’s a whole bright world beyond the curtain
And a good earth underneath my stride
[Final Chorus]
I’ve got a roof made of blue sky
A table where the wild things grow
A little banjo by my side
And a long way left to go
When the hard days make me wonder
What this life is worth to me
I count the leaves, I count the thunder
And I feel rich as I can be
Yes, I feel rich as I can be
[Outro]
The creek keeps running, the tall grass bends
I found a fortune in the day I’m in
Details
GeneratedSep 15, 2026
Duration3:06
LanguageEnglish
Style
upbeat western country, prominent clawhammer banjo, acoustic guitar, brushed snare and hand percussion, warm upright bass, wide open rustic arrangement, conversational male lead vocal, catchy singalong chorus, verses build gently into a bright final chorus, organic live-room mix with twang and room ambience
Credits
Prompt bymayonesa_beats
ModelAria v6
Prompt
Trying new life style. Even when everything feels dark and confusing. Enjoying life and nature it feels like im rich. Put banjo western style
