“HARD HAT TO CAT NAP” (Gulf Coast Cowboy Kitty-Cat Song) [Intro — spoken + harmonica riff] (Yeah…) Clocked out. Boots off. Hat still on. Harmonica singin’ like the porch light’s gone. [Verse 1] Twelve hours deep, sparks in my sleeves, Weld hood flipped up, still smell that steel heat. Hard hat scuffed, hands all rough, But I’m headed home ‘cause home’s the good stuff. Truck cab quiet, sunset on the glass, Gulf Coast air and I’m free at last. Tip my brim, let the day slide back— ‘Cause I got a tiny boss waitin’ for a scratch. [Pre-Chorus] Door swings open and I hear that sound, Little feet runnin’ like a rodeo round. I’m tired, I’m beat, but I can’t act tough— ‘Cause a kitty-cat welcome is more than enough. [Chorus — call & response] I say “Meow!” (Meow!) They say “Now!” (Now!) Drop that vest, let the worries fall down. Long day done, let the good times start, Purr motor hummin’ on a work-worn heart. Gulf Coast Cowboy, yeah I ride that grind, But I melt like butter when them whiskers find My chin, my shirt, my whole dang lap— Hard hat to cat nap… hard hat to cat nap. [Verse 2] Kitchen light glow, home sweet scene, Fluffy little cloud with a mask of mean. (But I know the truth—) that cat’s all love, Just acts real tough ‘til you scoop ‘em up. One’s posted up on the table like “King,” Supervisin’ dinner, judging everything. Then curls up tight like a cinnamon roll, While I laugh and say, “Girl, you run my soul.” [Pre-Chorus 2] I’ve wrestled pipe and I’ve battled time, But I lose on purpose to them purrin’ eyes. They blink real slow like “Boy, you’re mine,” And I sign that deal every single time. [Chorus — bigger] I say “Meow!” (Meow!) They say “Now!” (Now!) Drop that vest, let the worries fall down. Long day done, let the good times start, Purr motor hummin’ on a work-worn heart. Gulf Coast Cowboy, yeah I ride that grind, But I melt like butter when them whiskers find My chin, my shirt, my whole dang lap— Hard hat to cat nap… hard hat to cat nap. [Bridge — harmonica feature + half-time swagger] (Harmonica rides…) Blue-collar crown and a cowboy hat, But the real headliner’s a fluffy cat. No spotlight needed, just a warm kitchen glow, And a little “mrrp” sayin’ “Don’t you go.” I’ve seen big steel, heard big noise, But nothin’ hits like them soft-pawed joys. [Rap/Feature Verse — playful Gulf Coast talk] Yeah, I’m back in the house with the boots by the door, Cat hair on my shirt—man, I couldn’t love it more. They patrol the halls like a midnight crew, One on the counter like “What you cookin’, dude?” Little toe beans tappin’, tail up high, Lookin’ at me like I’m the reason the sun’s in the sky. From the jobsite grind to the homefront throne, They claim my lap like it’s paid-in-full owned. [Final Chorus — sing it out] I say “Meow!” (Meow!) They say “Now!” (Now!) Drop that vest, let the worries fall down. Long day done, let the good times start, Purr motor hummin’ on a work-worn heart. Gulf Coast Cowboy, yeah I ride that grind, But I melt like

Purring eyes