Grandpa’s Red Barn by BoldDash772 - Zona

Grandpa’s Red Barn

Grandpa’s Red Barn

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Grandpa’s boots by the door

Grandma’s apron on the hook

Sour grass after rain

And that old blue tackle box

Eggs in a dented pan

Jars lined up by the sink

I can still hear the floor

When the morning boards would creak

[Pre-Chorus]

I was small in that big sun

Running wild through the clover

Now I blink, and it’s gone

Gone and over

[Chorus]

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

I miss the fields where we ran

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

Wish I could go back again

Time runs fast, time runs fast

Through my hands like grain

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

Say their names again

[Verse 2]

Tractor marks in the dirt

Corn husks stacked by the shed

Pumpkin vines on the fence

And the red barn overhead

Grandma hummed while she worked

Grandpa whistled at dusk

Now the porch is all quiet

But it still remembers us

[Pre-Chorus]

I was small in that big sun

Running wild through the clover

Now I blink, and it’s gone

Gone and over

[Chorus]

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

I miss the fields where we ran

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

Wish I could go back again

Time runs fast, time runs fast

Through my hands like grain

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

Say their names again

[Bridge]

If I close my eyes

I’m back by the gate

Mud on my shoes

And a summer that waits

One more laugh

One more climb

One more slow walk

Through that old farm line

[Chorus]

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

I miss the fields where we ran

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

Wish I could go back again

Time runs fast, time runs fast

Through my hands like grain

I miss the farm, I miss the farm

Say their names again

Details

GeneratedJun 17, 2026

Duration3:38

LanguageEnglish

Style

Acoustic folk ballad with fingerpicked guitar, brushed snare, upright bass, and warm room chorus; verse rides close and nostalgic with solo voice and porch-grit detail, pre-chorus lifts on harmony drone and open chords, chorus lands bigger with stacked doubles and a simple singback tag. Bridge pulls to bare guitar and breathy vocal, then final chorus returns with fuller harmonies, handclaps, and a soft pedal-steel sigh. Intimate close-mic mix, natural and woodsy, with tape hiss, a creaking-pickup sound, and a gentle transition swell into the last chorus., acoustic

Credits

Prompt byBoldDash772

ModelAria v5.5

Prompt

I remember Grandpa and Grandma’s farm. It makes me feel Wishing for those days . I miss The farm. Time flies by so Too fast. My favorite genre of music is Acoustic.

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