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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The house gets quiet at dusk
One plate cooling by the sink
I count the chairs in a row
And wonder what they think
I left the porch light on
In case you came my way
But the screen door just keeps creaking
Like it’s got nothing to say
[Pre-Chorus]
Where are my kids
Why don't they call
I keep my phone turned up
Still it don’t ring at all
[Chorus]
Where are my kids
Why don't they call
Don't come see me
Not at all
Am I not worthy
Of their love?
What did I do
So wrong, my dove?
I feel disconnected
I feel alone
Where are my kids
I want them home
[Verse 2]
I saved their drawings in a drawer
Bent corners, faded glue
A crooked little cowboy hat
And a heart in crayon blue
I hear their names in every room
Then the silence cuts me down
I smile for folks at church on Sunday
But I break when no one’s around
[Pre-Chorus]
Where are my kids
Why don't they call
I keep my phone turned up
Still it don’t ring at all
[Chorus]
Where are my kids
Why don't they call
Don't come see me
Not at all
Am I not worthy
Of their love?
What did I do
So wrong, my dove?
I feel disconnected
I feel alone
Where are my kids
I want them home
[Bridge]
If I said the wrong things
If I let you down
I’d take it back in a heartbeat
I’d burn my pride to the ground
Come sit this hard truth
Across my knees
I’m still your mama
Can you hear me, please?
[Chorus]
Where are my kids
Why don't they call
Don't come see me
Not at all
Am I not worthy
Of their love?
What did I do
So wrong, my dove?
I feel disconnected
I feel alone
Where are my kids
I want them home
Details
GeneratedAug 7, 2026
Duration4:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country ballad with slow two-step sway and a sultry sax that answers each line; verse stays sparse with fingerpicked guitar, upright bass, and brushed snare, pre-chorus opens with higher harmony and a rising pedal steel, chorus lands with warm stacked vocals and a pleading sax phrase, bridge drops to near-silence then returns with fuller drums, intimate close-mic lead and airy sax delay throws, polished but smoky mix, ballad, saxophone, country
Credits
Prompt by
MaddogSax
MaddogSaxModelAria v5.5
Prompt
(country ballad with sultry saxophone) where are my kids, why don't they call, don't come see me, hospital they don't show, am I not worthy of their love, what did I do so wrong, I feel disconnected
