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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Coffee cup in the sink, I clean it
Boots by the door, I move 'em aside
Trash on the curb before you wake up
I’m gone in the dark, back home by night
I fix that drawer that keeps on stickin'
Patch that crack in the bedroom wall
You’re scrollin' your phone in the kitchen
I’m talkin' to shadows down the hall
[Chorus]
I’m a front porch ghost in my own house
Do the little things that no one counts
Hold your hand while my world falls down
And you don’t even know I’m drowin' now
I’m here, I’m hurt, I’m holdin' on
You lean on me like I’m made of stone
I keep showin' up, but it don’t show
Feelin' so alone
Like a front porch ghost
[Verse 2]
I bite my tongue when the day’s been heavy
Smile and say, "Yeah, I’m doin' fine"
You lay your head on my tired shoulder
Never ask what's goin' on in mine
There’s a storm in my chest, I hide it
Stackin' your worries over my own
You say, "Thanks, babe," when I fix your tire
But you never ask who drives me home
[Chorus]
I’m a front porch ghost in my own house
Do the little things that no one counts
Hold your hand while my world falls down
And you don’t even know I’m drowin' now
I’m here, I’m hurt, I’m holdin' on
You lean on me like I’m made of stone
I keep showin' up, but it don’t show
Feelin' so alone
Like a front porch ghost
[Bridge]
One day I might stop the dishes
Let the laundry pile up high (yeah)
Leave a note on that old oak table
Ask if you see me when I cry
[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a front porch ghost in my own house
Do the little things that no one counts
Hold your hand while my world falls down
And you don’t even know I’m drowin' now (drowin' now)
I’m here, I’m hurt, I’m holdin' on
You lean on me like I’m made of stone
If I fade away, would you even know?
Tell me, would you know
You’ve been livin' with
A front porch ghost
Details
GeneratedJan 31, 2026
Duration3:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Modern country ballad with male vocals; fingerpicked acoustic and brushed kit in the verses, warm pedal steel and low fiddle swells in the chorus. Start intimate, almost whispered; build into a wide, harmony-lifted final chorus with raw, slightly raspy top notes. Subtle organ pad glues it together, bass stays simple and steady.
Credits
Prompt by
evoman
evomanModelAria v5
Prompt
A country song about being unappreciated anymore no matter how much you help out around the house and not being acknowledged when your there for someone even though you are fighting your own battles
