Vermeer

[Verse 1] Out in the yard where the old oak stood, A stubborn stump’s buried deep in the wood. Young guy, old soul, in a corn chip cowboy hat, Worn-out boots, he’s stompin’ where the roots are at. Vermeer’s his weapon, a growlin’ machine, Chews through the stump like a saw-toothed dream. Leaves the chips scattered, he don’t haul ‘em away, Just grinds and moves on by the end of the day. [Break] [Chorus] Grindin’ stumps all day, it’s a tiresome fight, Vermeer’s hummin’ loud from mornin’ to night. Tough job, good money, he’s workin’ alone, Young man’s heart in an old man’s bones. [Verse 2] Sweat on his brow, he’s out there solo, No crew to lean on, just his own elbow. He needs a helper, someone to share the load, But he’s stubborn as the stumps on this dusty road. All day he battles, the grinder’s roar, Splinters and chips fly, he’s sore to the core. Tough as nails, but his body’s worn thin, A young guy trapped where the old man begins. [Break] [Chorus] Grindin’ stumps all day, it’s a tiresome fight, Vermeer’s hummin’ loud from mornin’ to night. Tough job, good money, he’s workin’ alone, Young man’s heart in an old man’s bones. [Bridge] Corn chip hat tipped low, boots caked with dirt, Each stump’s a story of grit and hurt. Cash in his pocket, but his back’s payin’ dues, Singin’ the stump grinder’s lonesome blues. [Verse 3] Sun’s settin’ slow, another job done, Vermeer shuts down, but his work’s never won. Chips left behind like a mark of his trade, He’s earned his keep, though his body’s frayed. He dreams of a day with a crew by his side, But for now, it’s just him and his grinder’s pride. Young in his spirit, but old in his ways, Carvin’ his path through these stump-grindin’ days. [Pause] [Chorus] Grindin’ stumps all day, it’s a tiresome fight, Vermeer’s hummin’ loud from mornin’ to night. Tough job, good money, he’s workin’ alone, Young man’s heart in an old man’s bones. [Outro] So here’s to the grinder, his hat, and his boots, Chippin’ away at them deep-buried roots. Vermeer keeps spinnin’, the chips hit the ground, A young guy’s soul in the stumps he’s found