Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Sun up coffee in a chipped blue cup Braids three girls with her hair half up Boots by the back door Mud on the floor She hums his favorite tune Wants a little more [Chorus] Amelia Farmer’s pride Heart like rain in July Holding up this house of wood and sky Three young daughters at her side And a man who works the land She’s the strength behind his hands Amelia Oh Amelia Farmer’s pride [Verse 2] She learned the seasons by the lines on his face Waited by the window when the storms hit the plains Packed cold lunches Packed their fears away Said “Girls He’ll be okay He always finds his way” [Chorus] [Bridge] Sunday dress Cracked knuckles Stained with time Reads bedtime stories while he counts every dime Whispers “Girls This love is more than fields and grain It’s standing where you’re needed Sun or pouring rain” [Chorus]
Tags
Warm Americana ballad with acoustic guitar, upright bass, and light fiddle. Female vocals, intimate and steady in the verses; chorus blooms with soft harmonies and brushed snare. Gentle build into a heartfelt bridge, then a tender final chorus that feels like a family singing along on a front porch at sunset.
Duration
3:14
Instrumental
No
Created
1/2/2026