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[Verse 1]
Supper’s on the stove
Potatoes in the pan
One more chair still empty
By the doorframe’s hand
I called my cousin twice
Left the porch light on
A poor man’s table waits
But the guests are gone
[Pre-Chorus]
They got roads when they’re hungry
They got time when they’re near
But when your roof is patched with trouble
They forget how to hear
[Chorus]
A poor man's house is always too far
Too far for kin
A poor man's house is always too far
When the weather rolls in
Too far, too far
For the ones who said they’d come
A poor man's house is always too far
Till the leaving gets done
[Verse 2]
Mama kept the kettle hot
Even when it cracked
She said, “Boy, don’t count on hands
That only come back for lack”
We fixed the screen door hinge
With a paperclip and nail
Still nobody crossed that yard
When the bank man set the trail
[Pre-Chorus]
They got roads when they’re hungry
They got time when they’re near
But when your roof is patched with trouble
They forget how to hear
[Chorus]
A poor man's house is always too far
Too far for kin
A poor man's house is always too far
When the weather rolls in
Too far, too far
For the ones who said they’d come
A poor man's house is always too far
Till the leaving gets done
[Bridge]
I learned the hard way
A promise can be thin
Like smoke off wet kindling
Or dust on a windowpane
So I keep one plate warm
And I keep my pride
But I don’t wait by that road anymore
When the shadows slide
[Final Chorus]
A poor man's house is always too far
Too far for kin
A poor man's house is always too far
When the weather rolls in
Too far, too far
For the ones who said they’d come
A poor man's house is always too far
Till the leaving gets done
[Outro]
Too far for kin
Too far to stay
A poor man's house
Gets loved that way
Details
GeneratedJul 22, 2026
Duration4:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Alt-country with a steady mid-tempo stomp, brushed snare, acoustic strums, and a mournful steel guitar line; verse stays sparse with close-mic vocal, pre-chorus opens with harmony lift and handclaps, chorus lands with gang vocal doubles on the hook phrase, bridge strips to lone guitar and a cracked lead vocal before the final chorus adds pedal steel swells and a rooty bass bounce. Warm, dusty mix with crisp transients and a wide, human chorus.
Credits
Prompt byHybridmatrix89
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A poor man's house is always too far for relatives.
