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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tiny village by the tide
Rust on the gate
Clock on the chapel
Running late, running late
Hands in the soil
Boots by the door
Same old raincoat
Since ’94
[Chorus]
Living in the country, out on Anglesey
Wind in the hedgerows, boys running free
Met a Scouse girl, she laughed and that was me done
Working day and night, but somehow we won
Living in the country
Knowing she’s the one
[Verse 2]
She came over on a Friday
City in her voice
Said this place is quiet
But I like your choice
Two boys in the back field
Mud to their knees
Shouting for their mam
Carving names in trees
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Long weeks, short pay
Dark comes early most days
But her tea’s on the table
Her hand’s on my arm
Two small beds
Dreaming safe in the barn
And I think
This is all I’ll ever need
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration2:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Warm folky pop with jangly acoustic guitars, light brushed drums, and a mellow bass groove. Male vocals sit close and intimate in the verses, then open into stacked harmonies on the hook. Fiddle adds gentle countermelodies in the chorus; soft organ pad swells under the bridge for a nostalgic lift before a stripped final chorus.
Credits
Prompt byVectorBeat76
ModelAria v5
Prompt
living in a small village in Anglesey working all day and night, met a scouse girl knew she was the one settled down, had two boys living in the country
