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Sari Ke Fall SA by AMan And Nikita

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Common Clay is a country song about class, beauty, and heartbreak. It tells the story of a woman from the wrong side of town who falls into an affair with a wealthy man. To him, she’s nothing more than “fancy dirt” — upgraded from dust to clay because she’s pretty, but never truly respected or loved. With a sharp lyrical twist and a mournful country-ballad feel, Common Clay explores love, shame, and the painful realization that status doesn’t equal worth.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]
He picked me up in a shining car,
Leather seats and a silver star.
Took me where the chandeliers glow,
But he never let his true heart show.

He poured me wine, spoke soft, spoke sly,
Looked through me with a polished eye.
I thought I’d found a place to stay,
But I was never more than his throwaway.

[Chorus]
I’m common clay, shaped by his hand,
Not the gold or the glass that he understands.
I’m dirt he dressed up for his grand display,
A pretty disguise, but still common clay.

[Verse 2]
He likes me best when I paint my face,
When I fit the mold, keep in my place.
But once the lights and the crowds all fade,
I’m nothing more than the girl he made.

He talks of wives in the proper gowns,
Of summer homes on the rich side of town.
But I’m the secret he’ll never claim,
A shadow woman with a borrowed name.

[Chorus]
I’m common clay, shaped by his hand,
Not the gold or the glass that he understands.
I’m dirt he dressed up for his grand display,
A pretty disguise, but still common clay.

[Bridge]
You can glaze me, fire me, polish me bright,
Set me on your table in the dead of night.
But I’ll never be porcelain, flawless and pure,
I’m the earth beneath, and of that I’m sure.

[Verse 3]
So I’ll walk away in my scuffed-up shoes,
Got nothing left of his world to lose.
Better honest mud than a counterfeit crown,
I don’t need love that grinds me down.

[Final Chorus]
I’m common clay, shaped by my own hand,
I’ll find a heart that can understand.
Not dirt disguised for his grand ballet,
But strong in the sunlight—
Just common clay.

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Sari Ke Fall SA by AMan And Nikita

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