

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse] The rig calls his name at the break of dawn He packs his bags and he's already gone The sound of his boots fades out of sight And I brace myself for another lonely night [Chorus] My oilfield man He's my rock My flame But the miles between us ain't an easy game I hold the fort with grandkids and hens Counting the days 'til he's home again [Verse 2] The grandkids laugh Their joy keeps me whole Their tiny hands soothe my aching soul The chickens cluck Their feathers shine But none of it fills this heart of mine [Chorus] My oilfield man He's my rock My flame But the miles between us ain't an easy game I hold the fort with grandkids and hens Counting the days 'til he's home again [Bridge] The sun sinks low The sky turns gold The stories we’ve lived never grow old I tell the kids of their grandpa’s fight To keep our dreams burning bright [Verse 3] The rooster crows Another day breaks But this quiet house It still aches I write him letters Pour my heart in pen And dream of the day he'll walk in again
Tags
female vocals, acoustic, sad, heartfelt, country
3:02
No
5/30/2025