Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Alarm at four
Coffee thick as tar
Dust on my boots
Before I hit the yard
Clock in
Head down
Jokes about the boss
Laugh through the splinters
Countin' up the cost
[Chorus]
Long hour
Blue collar
Treated wood job
Sweat in my eyes
But I still hold on
Hands full of splinters
Heart full of song
This pressure-treated paycheck
Keeps my people strong
[Verse 2]
Bundles on my shoulder
Creosote on my skin
Sticker that lumber
Stack it straight again
Forklift beeping
Backed-up trucks in line
Sun chewin' my neck
But the day ain’t mine
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Smell that stain
It’s stuck in my clothes
Burns my throat
Runs up my nose
But that Friday envelope
Fills my tank
Feeds my home
Yeah I carry all this weight
So they don’t carry it alone
[Chorus]
Style
gritty heartland rock with male vocalsoverdriven baritone guitar and steady mid-tempo groove. verses stay tight and talky with palm-muted riffs; chorus widens with open chordsgang shoutsand driving kick. subtle organ pad under the hookbig stacked vocals on the title lineshort bluesy guitar break into the final chorus.
Prompt
Working a long hour blue collar treated wood job
Credits
Prompt byHypnoticFilter798
GeneratedJan 2, 2026
ModelAria v5
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