Built by These Two Hands

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Dawn cracked open, cold dew on the rows Worked till my knuckles split, dirt in the holes Sun slid down past the ridge like a blade I laid every board, every fence post I made [Pre-Chorus] Now the porch boards creak and the kettle runs low You pull up close while the woodstove throws gold [Chorus] I’m an American, stubborn and free Callused hands, home ground under me Daddy’s jar waits easy by the chair My woman tucked close, warm beside me there We earned this quiet, we earned this land Proud of the life built by these two hands [Verse 2] Red clay on my boots, pine pitch on my sleeve A little clear corn in the jar to breathe Your head on my shoulder, the whole world can wait The ridge holds the dark at the edge of the gate [Bridge] No silver spoon, no paved road laid Just an old tin roof and the promises made When the hard days come, I know where I stand Your hand in mine, this patch of land [Chorus] I’m an American, stubborn and free Callused hands, home ground under me Daddy’s jar waits easy by the chair My woman tucked close, warm beside me there We earned this quiet, we earned this land Proud of the life built by these two hands [Outro] Dawn will come calling; I’ll rise when it does With home in my heart and my people I love