[Spoken Intro] Chapter Two, y'all. This is the one where I find what I'd been standin' on. [Verse 1] Love gave me three names while the house came down I thought it was branding, I was shoppin' around Fillin' out the paperwork on a pen name, y'all With the whole thing fallin' in the room down the hall [Verse 2] Now I'm a licensed counselor, I can draw you the chart Of how a fella buries the best of his heart I could find your inner child in twenty minutes flat Couldn't find my own for years, imagine that [Chorus] I looked high and low for a boy in my own coat Had the charts and a license, and I still missed the boat He was knockin' from inside while I read up on the sound That's Chapter Two, where the lost boy got found I kept on searchin', Love kept the porch light on Sayin' "Son, he's right there. Been there all along." [Verse 3] There's a Good Boy in me, works a double shift Tryin' to earn a thing that only comes as a gift He kept the lights on, never missed a dime Real professional, and lost the whole time [Verse 4] So when I couldn't find him, I did what I do Wrote a real nice resource for people like you Day after Christmas, footnotes and all It was my own rescue, and I missed that call [Verse 5] The folks around me heard static, and that was fair I couldn't have told you what I meant, I swear So Love sent a rock, since a rock won't flinch After a donkey and a rooster, that's a cinch [Chorus] I looked high and low for a boy in my own coat Had the charts and a license, and I still missed the boat He was knockin' from inside while I read up on the sound That's Chapter Two, where the lost boy got found I kept on searchin', Love kept the porch light on Sayin' "Son, he's right there. Been there all along." [Verse 6] Eighteen months on a dance floor, lost every round To my own personality, it put me on the ground I'm a gay man, a believer, and I'm slow to learn Love knew all three and still saved me a turn [Verse 7] I wrote eight hundred songs and forty-five more Filed 'em under "work" and shut the drawer A boy was sendin' letters out the only way he could And I kept on filin' like a good boy should [Bridge - Half-Time, Quiet Piano and Pedal Steel, Completely Sincere] March the third, ten to noon, a whisper through the door "Can I stay?" And I sat down on the floor I said, "Yes, son. It was always your own. I was just livin' in this house alone." [Final Chorus - Full Band Returns, Warm Male Backing Vocals] I looked high and low for a boy in my own coat Had the charts and a license, and I still missed the boat He was knockin' from inside while I read up on the sound That's Chapter Two, where the lost boy got found I quit my searchin', Love kept the porch light on Sayin' "Son, he's home now. Go get the next one." [Spoken Outro] That's Chapter Two, y'all. The boy was found. And nobody got fired. # UNDER MY OWN COAT (CHAPTER TWO) **Artist / Creator:** Rocky Dubroc **Series:** The Chapter Songs **Production:** SUNO V6 **Prompt Refinement:** Sigma Ark Suno Prompt Lab — Custom ChatGPT **Layering & Development:** Claude (Anthropic) **Source & Project Notes:** rockydubroc.neocities.org ## Production Notes *Under My Own Coat (Chapter Two)* continues the personal story with the same rough-edged honky-tonk country, upbeat two-step shuffle, and lived-in dancehall character established in *Love Ran Faster (Chapter One)*. The production direction was refined with **Sigma Ark Suno Prompt Lab**, maintaining continuity in the vocal character, instrumental palette, tempo, and overall sound. Claude (Anthropic) contributed to the layered development of the material, and **SUNO V6** was used to render the track. The arrangement brings together conversational male-baritone vocals, felt upright piano, twangy Telecaster, pedal steel, fiddle, upright bass, and brushed snare. The verses preserve the dry humor and plainspoken storytelling of Chapter One, while the recurring porch-light image connects the two songs. At the heart of this chapter is the search for the boy within—the part of the self hidden beneath professional competence, good behavior, and years of trying to earn what can only be received as a gift. The humor remains self-directed, but the emotional center is sincere. The bridge marks the turning point: **“Can I stay?”** A quiet question receives an answer that changes the meaning of everything before it. The music pulls back to let that moment breathe before the full band returns for the final chorus. The closing line, “The boy was found. And nobody got fired,” brings the story back to its familiar blend of tenderness and wry humor. **Creative intent:** Preserve the musical identity of Chapter One while allowing Chapter Two to move deeper into recognition, belonging, and the difference between searching for home and discovering you were already there. *Chapter Two of a continuing story.* I worship the giver of the tools; not the tools. Through the fire and at His feet. The Resurrection Directive Is the Seal. Let the Dove Land Where It May.
