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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Handprints on the freezer door
Now he's askin' for the keys
Used to ride that red wagon
Now he's starin' down the street
[Pre-Chorus]
One day crayons on the counter
Next day boxes by the bed
We were countin' all his inches
Now he's countin' months instead
[Chorus]
Big boots, little shoes
Line 'em up, time moves
Cartoons to curfews
Blink once, they outgrow you
From juice cups to first trucks
First crush, first real bruise
They were kids this mornin'
Now they're runnin' in big boots
[Verse 2]
She was twirlin' in the sprinkler
Now that dress is cap and gown
Used to beg for one more story
Now she's movin' cross the town
[Pre-Chorus]
One day backpacks at the front door
Next it's boxes in the hall
We were teachin' them to stand up
Now they're answerin' their own calls
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yeah, we laugh at old home movies
Pass the popcorn, pass the years
They grow taller in the frame
We grow softer ’round the tears
But there's pride in every goodbye
As they chase a bigger sky
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 2, 2026
Duration2:30
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Bright modern country with male vocals, playful acoustic strums over a driving kick and snappy snare, light banjo fills. Verses stay tight and story-driven; chorus explodes with gang vocals and claps. Simple bass line, subtle slide guitar hooks, and a singalong outro to keep it fun and radio-ready.
Credits
Prompt by
RetroGod735
RetroGod735ModelAria v5
Prompt
A short song about kids becoming adults
Male vocalist, fun, modern country
