Speculator's Pig Rock song

Song: Speculator's Pig Rock
Music & Lyric: AI

[Verse1]
Beneath the Adirondack sky, where Route 30 fly,
A curious boulder catches the driver's eye.
Not just a granite lump, but a story told in paint,
A cheerful, snorting pig, so perfectly quaint.
Unearthed in fifty-five when the road was made anew,
It sat a decade, until a creative view.
Folks, maybe locals, with brush and youthful flair,
Saw a snout in the stone and banished all despair.
[Chorus]
So here it stands, this roadside folk art hog,
Guarding the highway, watching through the fog.
It greets the travelers heading to Indian Lake,
A sweet, iconic marker for memory's sake.
To some it is an unexpected shock,
The famous Speculator's Pig Rock.
[Verse2]
Decades later, when progress threatened to intrude,
The community rallied, in a steadfast mood.
They shielded their landmark, protested its removal,
And saved the painted porker with their devoted approval.
No grand monument, no statue carved of steel,
But a simple painted rock, so wonderfully real.
It brings a smile to faces, young and old and new,
This painted pig of Speculator, standing tall and true.
[Chorus]
So here it stands, this roadside folk art hog,
Guarding the highway, watching through the fog.
It greets the travelers heading to Indian Lake,
A sweet, iconic marker for memory's sake.
To some it is an unexpected shock,
The famous Speculator's Pig Rock.
So here it stands, this roadside folk art hog,
Guarding the highway, watching through the fog.
It greets the travelers heading to Indian Lake,
A sweet, iconic marker for memory's sake.
To some it is an unexpected shock,
The famous Speculator's Pig Rock.