Create Neo-Traditional Country male vocal lyrics about a retired forest ranger who runs a tiny rural fire tower lookout, convinced the mysterious blinking lights he spots each autumn are 1930s Civilian Conservation Corps workers time-slipping to check on the forest they planted, weaving in dry, warm humor about leaving out jars of pickles and old tobacco tins for the time-lost visitors. Music parameters: 92 BPM mid-tempo two-step, D Mixolydian mode, core instrumentation: fingerpicked 1950s Martin acoustic guitar, wailing honky-tonk steel guitar, Scruggs-style banjo, walking upright bass, occasional spoons percussion. Emotion: stoical, whimsical joy, soft earnest sentimentality, no manufactured twang, vocal delivery rough around the edges but gentle. Follow verse-chorus-verse-chorus-steel/fiddle dual solo-verse-chorus-fading sunset outro structure.
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[Intro] [Verse] Iron stairs cut the cold air Leaves are dancing everywhere Eighty feet above the ground Only peace that I have found Then I see the amber glow Moving in the brush below Flashlights from a long ago [Chorus] It’s the boys from the CCC Checking on each sapling tree Shovels hitting rocky clay Working for a dollar’s pay They built this green cathedral wall Standing proud and standing tall In the D-chord morning light They’re making everything alright [Verse] I leave a jar of salty dills Up among these rolling hills Old tobacco in a tin Where the mountain air gets thin They must get hungry on the shift Falling through a temporal rift By dawn the jar is licked quite clean Funniest thing I’ve ever seen [Chorus] It’s the boys from the CCC Checking on each sapling tree Shovels hitting rocky clay Working for a dollar’s pay They built this green cathedral wall Standing proud and standing tall In the D-chord morning light They’re making everything alright [Solo] [Verse] These white pines are sixty feet Making the old work complete I watch 'em lean upon their spades Flickering in the forest glades They don't know the world has changed Or how the stars have rearranged They just love the wood they made Resting in the heavy shade [Chorus] It’s the boys from the CCC Checking on each sapling tree Shovels hitting rocky clay Working for a dollar’s pay They built this green cathedral wall Standing proud and standing tall In the D-chord morning light They’re making everything alright [Outro]
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