Rainy Days at Moultrie County

(Verse 1) Raindrops fall on the Moultrie M-I-C plant, No concrete to haul, just time to enchant, The day stretches long, uneventful it seems, But in the quiet, we're chasing our dreams. (Chorus) On rainy days at Moultrie, when the sky's turned to gray, We find our own rhythm, in a slow-paced ballet. Cleaning the plant, bending rebar with care, These moments of stillness, we willingly share. (Verse 2) With brooms in hand, we sweep away the dust, A symphony of rain, our only trust. Bending rebar, shaping futures unseen, In the heart of the mundane, we find our routine. (Chorus) On rainy days at Moultrie, when the sky's turned to gray, We find our own rhythm, in a slow-paced ballet. Cleaning the plant, bending rebar with care, These moments of stillness, we willingly share. (Bridge) The trucks stand silent, awaiting their task, As we tend to our duties, a humbling mask. But beneath the surface, a camaraderie grows, In the rhythm of the rain, our unity shows. (Verse 3) With each passing hour, the day drifts away, Yet in the quietude, we've found our own way. For in these uneventful moments, we've come to see, The beauty of simplicity, in just being free. (Chorus) On rainy days at Moultrie, when the sky's turned to gray, We find our own rhythm, in a slow-paced ballet. Cleaning the plant, bending rebar with care, These moments of stillness, we willingly share. [End]