THE MAN WHO NEVER QUIT

Lyrics

Verse 1 I remember him coming home late Dust on his boots, weight on his face Hands worn down by a lifetime of work Still carrying more than he’d ever say. He wasn’t a man of long conversations Or hugs that could last all night But somehow he always found a way To keep our little world alright. While I was dreaming about tomorrow He was fighting through today And he never asked for any credit He just quietly made a way. Pre-Chorus Now I see what I couldn’t see then What only time can make you learn Some of the deepest kinds of love Are the ones that never find the words. Chorus Hold on to that old man while you can Even when he’s hard to understand He’s carrying battles you’ll never know Behind those weathered hands. His way of saying “I love you” Was never spoken out loud He gave his life one piece at a time Just to make his children proud. Make us stronger, Lord When our hearts begin to break Help us see the love we missed Before it slips away. Verse 2 I saw him tired, I saw him worried Though he tried to hide it well There were nights he stared at the ceiling Walking through his own private hell. Counting dollars, chasing daylight Trying to keep the family strong Taking every burden on his shoulders So we could keep moving on. And we grew up, built our own lives Chasing dreams beyond the door Never knowing how much he sacrificed To give us something more. Bridge And when he’s gone You’ll miss even the things that drove you crazy The lectures, the warnings, the stubborn ways The stories he told a thousand times. You’ll wish you could sit beside him Just one more evening in that chair To hear his voice, to ask a question And find out he was always there. Final Chorus Hold on to that old man while you can While you can still hear his voice While you can still sit beside him And tell him he mattered in your life. Because time don’t slow down for nobody And life keeps rolling on And some men love so deeply They hide it all behind being strong. Make us stronger, Lord When the tears begin to fall And thank You for those stubborn old men Who gave their hearts, their dreams, their all. Outro These aren’t perfect songs They’re pieces of real life. They’re tears turned into music. For all the fathers who never learned how to say, “I love you”… But spent their whole lives proving it.