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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gravel dust on my old blue jeans
Rusty swing set
Paint in the weeds
Kids race bikes down the busted road
Everybody waves
Everybody knows
[Chorus]
Trailer park feels like home
Tin roof choir when the hard rain rolls
Hand-me-down dreams on a cinderblock throne
Might be broke
But I'm not alone
Trailer park
Yeah
It feels like home
[Verse 2]
Neighbor’s dog barks at every car
Bonfire sparks reaching for the stars
Mama hangs clothes on a sagging line
Says
“Love’s still love when the bills ain’t fine”
[Chorus]
Trailer park feels like home
Tin roof choir when the hard rain rolls
Hand-me-down dreams on a cinderblock throne
Might be broke
But I'm not alone
Trailer park
Yeah
It feels like home (oh, it feels like home)
[Bridge]
Chain-link fences
Hearts wide open
Old fights forgiven by the next clear morning
We may live close
We may live small
But these thin walls hear it all
[Chorus]
Trailer park feels like home
Tin roof choir when the hard rain rolls
Hand-me-down dreams on a cinderblock throne
Might be broke
But I'm not alone
Trailer park
Yeah
It feels like home
Feels like home
Details
GeneratedFeb 9, 2026
Duration3:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Warm Americana ballad with male vocals, brushed drums, and a lazy back-porch swing. Verses stay intimate with fingerpicked acoustic and soft pedal steel; chorus widens with stacked harmonies, upright bass, and a gentle organ bed. Keep the tempo mid-slow, vocal right in front, with a wistful whistle or humming line on the outro.
Credits
Prompt by
ontheroadvibes
ontheroadvibesModelAria v5
Prompt
Trailer park feels like home
