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Lyrics
[Verse]
Down in the holler where the pine trees sway,
I got a little secret that won’t go away.
A man’s gotta face what the good Lord gave,
But mine’s so small it’s digging my grave.
[Verse 2]
My wife shakes her head when I try to get close,
Says, "What you got there, it ain’t worth a boast."
She laughs so hard, I feel two feet tall,
Guess size really matters after all.
[Chorus]
It’s a small-town problem with a small-town size,
Living life under these judgmental skies.
She don’t want nothing to do with me,
It’s a micro mess, and that’s plain to see.
[Verse 3]
Tried to write her a song, but she rolled her eyes,
Said, "That’s the only thing bigger than your lies."
I bought her roses and a diamond ring,
But it won’t make up for the lack of a thing.
[Verse 4]
The fellas at the bar, they all crack a grin,
When I walk in, they know where I’ve been.
The rumor mill’s turning, and it’s all about me,
My micro disaster’s the talk of the tree.
[Bridge]
But I’ve got a heart that’s as big as the moon,
Even if my love’s played the world’s smallest tune.
I’ll keep on dreaming, keep standing tall,
Even if what I’m working with is small.
Details
GeneratedJun 26, 2025
Duration4:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, male vocals, humorous, acoustic
Credits
Prompt byjacob1904
ModelAria v4
Prompt
Create me a country song about how small my pecker is and how little it is, and my wife doesn’t want nothing to do with it because it’s a micro pecker
