The Ballad of the Stolen Chunk

Verse 1

I saddled up at sunrise, boots crunchin’ in the snow,

Dreamin’ of that frozen prize hangin’ by my wheel well low.

But when I reached my faithful steed, my heart sank like a stone—

That chunk was gone, kicked clean away, and I was left alone.

Chorus

Oh, who stole my chunk, my winter joy, my claim?

I was ridin’ high ‘til someone played that game.

They kicked it free, now I’m outta luck,

Singin’ the lonesome ballad of the stolen chunk.

Verse 2

I pictured that sweet moment, the crack, the icy fall,

The sound that warms a cowboy’s soul, the greatest thrill of all.

But now it’s just a muddy scar where glory used to be,

And I’m hummin’ tunes of heartbreak ‘neath the ol’ pine tree.

Bridge

Maybe it was a stranger, maybe it was a friend,

But they took my frozen treasure, and it cut me to the end.

I’ll ride these snowy highways, searchin’ every truck,

For justice in the saga of the stolen chunk.

Final Chorus

Oh, who stole my chunk, my winter joy, my claim?

I was ridin’ high ‘til someone played that game.

They kicked it free, now I’m outta luck,

Singin’ the lonesome ballad of the stolen chunk.

(Tag line)

Next time I’ll guard my wheel well like a cowboy guards his gold,

‘Cause a chunk in winter’s worth more than silver ever sold.