Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sun-up sharp, boots in the gravel
Gas in the truck, dust on my face
Climbin’ them oaks like a ladder to heaven
Saw in my hand, prayers in this place
She’s uptown coffee and subway schedules
Brownstone view and a book in her bag
Met her when the storm dropped half her backyard
I hauled it off, she laughed at my flag
[Chorus]
I’m just a tree trimmer, high line sinner
Pitchin’ these branches in the back of my rig
Red clay, red neck, red, white, and blue check
Bleed for this land and I work till it splits
But I’ll cut every limb in this whole damn county
Drive all night down that interstate mile
For my high line & pine sap, city girl knockout
I’d do anything just to see her smile
[Verse 2]
She talks stocks, I talk stump grinders
Her pen’s clean, my knuckles are scarred
She quotes laws, I quote my granddaddy
About freedom, faith, and backbreaking yards
She rolls in Friday, heels on my tailgate
I wash my hands but the stains still stay
She kisses my palms, says, “Baby, that’s beauty
That’s how I know you don’t walk away”
[Chorus]
I’m just a tree trimmer, high line sinner
Pitchin’ these branches in the back of my rig
Red clay, red neck, red, white, and blue check
Bleed for this land and I work till it splits
But I’ll cut every limb in this whole damn county
Drive all night down that interstate mile
For my high line & pine sap, city girl knockout
I’d do anything just to see her smile
[Bridge]
If they call my name, I’ll stand my ground
Flag on my porch, boots nailed down
But if she needs me, I’ll drop this rope
Leave the saw runnin’, chase that hope (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m just a tree trimmer, high line sinner
Pitchin’ these branches in the back of my rig
Red clay, red neck, red, white, and blue check
Bleed for this land and I work till it splits
And I’ll cut every limb in this whole damn county
Drive all night, every last damn mile
For my high line & pine sap, city girl knockout
I’d do anything just to see her smile
[Outro]
Sun goes down on the job-site skyline
Her hand in mine on this dirt road light
Country boy, city girl, same heartbeat
She’s my reason I swing that saw each night
Style
countrymodern radio country with a gritty outlaw edge: twangy telecaster riffsfiddle flourishesand bigdriving drums. male vocalsslight drawl; verses stay tight and intimate over half-time groovechoruses slam wide with stacked gang-style backing vocals and handclaps. acoustic guitar and steel swell in the bridgefinal chorus bumps up in energy with extra harmonies and ad-lib tags.redneck
Prompt
Right a country song about a tree trimmer that is a true American patriot / redneck that works his hands to the bone, and he will do anything for the lady/ love of his life.
She’s a smart city girl
Credits
Prompt byJoe_kelley
GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
ModelAria v5
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