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Verse 1
I saddled up at sunrise, boots crunchinâ in the snow,
Dreaminâ of that frozen prize hanginâ by my wheel well low.
But when I reached my faithful steed, my heart sank like a stoneâ
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 ridinâ high âtil someone played that game.
They kicked it free, now Iâm outta luck,
Singinâ the lonesome ballad of the stolen chunk.
Verse 2
I pictured that sweet moment, the crack, the icy fall,
The sound that warms a cowboyâs soul, the greatest thrill of all.
But now itâs just a muddy scar where glory used to be,
And Iâm humminâ tunes of heartbreak âneath the olâ 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.
Iâll ride these snowy highways, searchinâ 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 ridinâ high âtil someone played that game.
They kicked it free, now Iâm outta luck,
Singinâ the lonesome ballad of the stolen chunk.
(Tag line)
Next time Iâll guard my wheel well like a cowboy guards his gold,
âCause a chunk in winterâs worth more than silver ever sold.