Lyrics
[Verse 1]
First boots in the gravel
Before the frost can yawn
Steam from your breath
Mixing with the pale gray dawn
NKR coughing in the corner
Nobody wants that mule
You pat the dash
You grin
“C’mon old girl
” you talk like it’s a friend from school
[Chorus]
Steve the Irish lumberjack
Always early
Never late
Cussing at the sky
But you carried all that weight
Strutting through the yard
Like you owned the dirt you walked
You might be gone someday
But you’ll never be forgot
[Verse 2]
Joe’s got plans on paper
Jen’s got coffee in a tin
You’ve got sap on your jacket
And that same half-crooked grin
Mad at every little thing
Traffic
Weather
Rusted chain
But you whistle through your teeth
Like the anger’s how you push away the pain
[Chorus]
Steve the Irish lumberjack
Always early
Never late
Cussing at the sky
But you carried all that weight
Strutting through the yard
Like you owned the dirt you walked
You might be gone someday
But you’ll never be forgot
[Bridge]
One day that truck sits quiet
Keys swinging on a nail
Your boot prints fade in sawdust
Stories pick up where you trailed
“Remember how he’d bark?
But laugh before he’d bite”
We raise a tin to the dark
And to that stubborn little light (hey)
[Chorus]
Steve the Irish lumberjack
Always early
Never late
Cussing at the sky
But you carried all that weight
Strutting through the yard
In every joke
In every talk
You might be gone someday
But you’ll never be forgot
Style
rough-hewn indie folk ballad with male vocalsclose-mic’d acoustic guitar and brushed snare; verses stay hushed and intimatechorus swells with harmoniumlow fiddleand distant gang chants; final refrain strips back to a single guitar and voiceleaving a rawlingering achesoulhappy
Prompt
Ballard. Steve the Irish lumberjack works for Joe and Jen. Always early before dawn. Drives the NKR no one else will. Struts across the yard. Always angry but a happy soul. maybe be gone never forgot
Credits
Prompt byGrandNinja191
GeneratedMar 6, 2026
ModelAria v5
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