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Chasing My Old Man's Time 2 by AI Composer

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Chasing My Old Man's Time 2

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[Verse 1]
I spend my days under someone else's wheels,
Turning rust and sweat into something real.
Clock out, breathe deep, hear the engine hum,
An old square-body pulls me where I'm from.
Not just metal under fading sun,
But fingerprints of battles Dad had won.
He raced these roads before they named me son,
Now I’m chasing shadows he outran.
[Verse 2]
Uncle’s hands traced every dent, every line,
Paint still holding memories from a different time.
I stood at the edge, watching oil-stained prayers,
Never thought those keys would be mine to wear.
Each paycheck bought a patch or a spark,
Every scar beneath the hood left its mark.
Folks pass by, see just another rusted frame,
I see the heartbeat, the family name.
[Chorus]
She made the weddings, she made the race,
Every long night lit up my face.
First green light, stomach tight, trying to flip the sign,
Chasing, chasing, my old man’s time.
Then a hard pull, silence spilled,
Smoke wrote stories I’ve always held.
Rod threw, but couldn’t steal the dream’s flame,
This truck and I, we’re the same.
[Verse 3]
Christmas lights counted the years gone by,
Every amber glow like a breath or a sigh.
Folks saw a pickup cutting through the dark,
I saw a lifetime burning in the spark.
Trophies sit on shelves—dust thick and fine,
I just wanted proof I crossed the line.
If I ever outpaced the paths he’d roamed,
I’d still tip my hat when he came home.
[Bridge]
She’s parked quiet now beneath cold shop lights,
Waiting for a roar on some forgotten night.
Tools lie scattered, but the dream’s not done,
Just waiting for a dawn to chase the sun.
Steel bends, bearings sigh,
But the love that built this ride don’t die.
It hums and pulses beneath the paint’s grime,
Running through every faded mile and rhyme.
[Chorus]
She made the weddings, she made the race,
Every long night lit up my face.
First green light, stomach tight, trying to flip the sign,
Chasing, chasing, my old man’s time.
Then a hard pull, silence spilled,
Smoke wrote stories I’ve always held.
Rod threw, but couldn’t steal the dream’s flame,
This truck and I, we’re the same.
[Outro]
Maybe next summer when the map turns green,
She’ll roar louder than she’s ever been.
Rolling to the line, hear that big block sing...
And somewhere beyond that fading ring,
I hope he’s smiling, back where he stood...
Knows the dream never died, just rode on good.
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