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Lyrics
[Verse]
Boots hit the ground, dirt's my cologne,
Spark showers fly from that grinder I'm known.
MIG in my hand, arc lights the way,
A welder's ballet till the break of the day.
[Verse 2]
Flannel patched up from the battle with flames,
Rail cars in line, ain't about becoming tame.
Steel ribs whisper stories from old tracks,
I'm the man who stitches 'em and brings 'em back.
[Chorus]
Steel sparks dance, my anthem's in the air,
Blue collar rhythm in this torch-lighted glare.
Every weld I make, keeps the train on track,
Iron dreams earned, with no looking back.
[Verse 3]
Grit's my grease, don't need no soft glove,
Ain't just building metal, this my labor of love.
Burning rods, I sculpt rails like clay,
Foreman's bark don’t faze my highway.
[Verse 4]
Sweat kisses the brim of my hat's harsh shade,
The hammer hits home, that's the life I've laid.
Rust and grease, they're tattooed on my soul,
Spit fire at the broken, make the busted whole.
[Chorus]
Steel sparks dance, my anthem's in the air,
Blue collar rhythm in this torch-lighted glare.
Every weld I make, keeps the train on track,
Iron dreams earned, with no looking back.
Details
GeneratedMay 5, 2025
Duration1:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, male vocals, country, rhythmic, country-rap, acoustic strums
Credits
Prompt bytheredneck420
ModelAria v4
Prompt
Country-rap song for a blue collar man that is welder for a rail car repair shop
