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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Pulled up to the hill in my busted old truck
Tag on my jacket, coffee in a paper cup
First run of the morning, just mindin’ my lane
Here comes Captain Clipboard, lookin’ for someone to blame
[Chorus]
Asshole ski patrol
Blowin’ that whistle like he’s runnin’ the world
Red jacket, big ego, tiny little soul
Yeah he wrote me up for smilin’
Said my vibe was outta control
Asshole ski patrol
[Verse 2]
Says, “Son, that hat ain’t regulation wear”
Writes me one more warning ‘cause my boots don’t match my chair
Told me “Fun is fine, long as I approve”
Guess I broke a hidden law by findin’ my own groove
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
One day I’ll buy this mountain
Name a run after him
Call it “Power Trip Parkway”
Black diamond, extra thin
We’ll put his picture on the sign
So everybody knows
To slow down for the snow cop
Guardin’ all the snow
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 14, 2026
Duration2:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Modern outlaw country with male vocals; mid-tempo shuffle groove, twangy Telecaster and brushed snare. Verses stay dry and close, almost talk-sung, letting the humor land; chorus widens with stacked barroom harmonies and a swinging backbeat. Fiddle fills answer punchlines, steel guitar slides on the last hook for a big, rowdy singalong ending., vocal
Credits
Prompt byDefeatingOdin0
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Asshole ski patrol, country, male vocal
