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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Two brothers on a borrowed soil
Sun goes down
They’re still on the spoil
One riding high in that long-nose rig
One stacking steel where the shadows dig
Dust on their caps
Sweat in their hands
Learning new words they barely understand
Laughing in a language they made up themselves
Between the engines and the shelves
[Chorus]
Two brothers in a foreign land
Night to day
They make their stand
One on the big truck
One on the lift
Side by side
Just grinding through the shift
Yeah
Together they’re taking over
Together they’re taking over
The blue collar
[Verse 2]
Sometimes rows of corn
Green walls so tall
Sometimes soybeans
Straight as a ruler’s drawl
Headlights cutting through the early gray
Coffee in a thermos
Another twelve-hour day
One pulls up slow with a trailer full
One dances forks through the metal and wool
They talk about home on the radio hum
“Work now
Brother
Our time will come”
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 6, 2026
Duration2:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gritty heartland rock with a modern country edge, mid-tempo groove. Crunchy rhythm guitars and steady drums lay the foundation, warm bass locked with a tight kick. Verses stay intimate with subtle organ pads; chorus widens with big gang vocals on the title line and slide guitar fills. Male vocals, slightly raspy, carry pride and exhaustion; final chorus adds call-and-response ad-libs for lift.
Credits
Prompt byQuantumRemixer743
ModelAria v5
Prompt
2 brothers in a foreign land working from night till day sometimes in the corn fields sometimes in soya bean land 1 is driving the peterbuild and 1 the forklift together taking over the blue collar
