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Tiny House Alliance USA: Tiny House Ballard - Our Cry For Wheels And Steel

Tiny House Ballad — Our Cry for Wheels and Steel Verse 1 This is the saga of tiny houses On roads we’ve tried to clear They scream, “It’s a trailer!” NOPE. Not allowed here. Tiny houses are stranded Not for lack of will Blamed on the chassis beneath them Rollin’ wheels of steel Veterans sleeping on frozen streets While winter takes its toll Babies have died in mothers’ arms With no tiny house to hold Seniors sleeping in driver’s seats If they’ve still got keys to turn Teenagers walking into school With shame they should not learn Verse 2 Meeting after meeting Spinning wheels in carpeted halls Talking and talking, nothing said While tiny house hope stalls “No, it’s just an RV — Don’t bring that here,” they say As steel beneath a tiny home Gets reasoned away Throw in another code Stack it high and call it ideal R-60 in the ceiling now Takes up the whole small loft’s feel Throw in another code While the CEO makes another million a year And laughs in climate-controlled rooms Far from winter’s fear Chorus This is our cry — wheels and steel Tiny houses built to heal Chassis strong and trailers true Making room for me and you Wheels and steel, wheels and steel This is honest, this is real Let mercy find a place to land On tiny houses, wheels and steel Verse 3 The sweetest people call us And thank us and at the end Even when we have to say ‘We cannot help today, my friend.” They whisper, “Who cares about a new code? I don’t even have a coat.” And we sit there fighting tears At every trembling note We are a grassroots movement Ignited by Jay Shafer’s flame We carry the torch, we pass it on And all remember his name We gather in communities Gardens side by side We have steel spines, iron wills And hearts of neighborly gold inside We are dimming — but not done Just resting from the strain Tiny houses waiting still In wind and cold and rain Bridge (History Turning) The cities are trembling now Because truth has been revealed In Calhoun, Georgia justice stood For tiny houses on wheels and steel Thank God for Institute for Justice Who gave tiny houses a hand up Four long years — but law was the shield And would not let it yield The good ol’ boys drew borders wide For condos on the land They drew arbitrary lines in sand And tried to make them stand But when the court ruled built on whim And struck those limits down The echo rolled beyond that fight Through city after town Final Chorus (Rise) Tiny houses are not the problem They are hope on wheels and steel Though the road has bent us low And nights have tested will We are done with tires that spin We are done standing still Tiny houses keep on rolling Up every stubborn hill We will keep on rolling along Through every gate they seal Until tiny houses find their home For wheels and steel