Lyrics

[Verse]
In a small town where the nights are long,
Lived Luke Davis, quiet yet so strong.
Worked his hands to the bone, daybreak to dusk,
Turned sweat and tears into dreams he could trust.

[Verse 2]
Grew up bare feet, no silver spoon to clutch,
Built his life on scraps and a little luck.
Mornings brought toil, evenings' moon so bright,
Found his solace in the still of the night.

[Chorus]
Luke Davis, hard as the earth he tilled,
From nothin’ to an empire, his dreams fulfilled.
Quiet in his ways, steadfast through the pain,
His legacy lives on like the ringing of a train.

[Verse 3]
Fields of green where there once was dust,
Years of hard-earned respect, built on trust.
From patchwork patches to riches so grand,
Luke changed his story with calloused hands.

[Verse 4]
Night by the fire, he'd recount his tales,
Of heartbreaks and triumphs on rugged trails.
For a man of few words, his deeds spoke loud,
And in that small town, he’s forever proud.

[Chorus]
Luke Davis, hard as the earth he tilled,
From nothin’ to an empire, his dreams fulfilled.
Quiet in his ways, steadfast through the pain,
His legacy lives on like the ringing of a train.