The Cedar Swing

[Intro]
[Verse]
The rusted gate moaned
I walked up alone
Toolbox in my hand
Best in the land
Dust on my boots
Back to my roots
The porch boards were gray
On this quiet Tuesday
[Pre-Chorus]
She opened the screen
Kindest I've seen
With ice in a glass
Watching time pass
[Chorus]
Tighten the bolts
Quiet the jolts
Making it strong
Where it belongs
For every soft word
That needs to be heard
We’re mending the years
And drying the tears
[Verse]
She spoke of the field
The heavy corn yield
How he’d sit right here
Year after year
His hands were like stone
But soft in their own
He built this for her
In a summer-time blur
[Chorus]
Tighten the bolts
Quiet the jolts
Making it strong
Where it belongs
For every soft word
That needs to be heard
We’re mending the years
And drying the tears
[Solo]
[Bridge]
Some things don't break
For goodness' sake
They just need a hand
To help them stand
Love leaves a trace
In this quiet place
[Verse]
I hammered the pin
She gave me a grin
“He’d like you,” she said
As she bowed her head
The sun started low
With a golden glow
She sat down to sway
In the old-fashioned way
[Chorus]
Tighten the bolts
Quiet the jolts
Making it strong
Where it belongs
For every soft word
That needs to be heard
We’re mending the years
And drying the tears
[Post-Chorus]
Just a little oil
On this holy soil
Keeping the ghost
Of the one she loved most
[Outro]