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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She took the framed Polaroids
Left the dent in the kitchen door
Said she’d tried every kind of praying
Couldn’t do this anymore
I watched her taillights trembling
In that rust-red afternoon
Coffee getting cold beside me
Fork still hanging off my spoon
[Chorus]
My wife, my dog, my truck
All gone in a single week
Guess a man can run out of chances
Like gas and worn-out receipts
Front porch light still burning
But they ain’t coming up
God, I must’ve messed up something fierce
When your whole world leaves in three
[Verse 2]
He used to jump when I whistled
Now that leash hangs by the door
Neighbor said he chased her tires
Till he couldn’t any more
And that old blue heap I cursed at
For every stall and every leak
Got a note on the counter, “sold it”
Folded twice, short, and neat
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I thought they’d always be there
Boots, paw prints, her Sunday dress
Turns out hearts and engines
Quit when you don’t treat ‘em best
Now it’s one cup on the counter
One plate in the sink
Too much space in this bed
Too much time to think
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 3, 2026
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Modern country ballad, male vocals. Starts sparse with fingerpicked acoustic and soft pedal steel swells; verses stay intimate and conversational. Chorus opens up with warm drums, roomy snare, and low-end bass, plus subtle organ pad for lift. Second half adds harmony doubles and a tasteful Telecaster fill. Keep a steady slow-mid tempo, let the vocal crack on key words, big emotional arc into final chorus then drop back to guitar and steel for the last line.
Credits
Prompt bySignalElectric656
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A heart wrenching country song about a man’s wife, dog, and truck leaving him, male
