歌词
[Intro] [Verse] The hinges creak like a familiar song I’ve been sweeping this floor for way too long Handwritten tags on the wooden bins Counting the losses and the little wins There was a minute I thought I’d quit Three generations of grease and grit [Chorus] Now the screen door swings on a golden light Everything’s gonna be alright The kids I hired to stock the shelves Are building houses for themselves Buying the lumber for a brand new porch Passing along the family torch Yeah, it’s a quiet kind of pride Knowing I’m still on the winning side [Verse] I remember Danny in a stained-up vest Always putting my patience to the test Sticky fingerprints on the counter glass Watching the summer evenings pass Now he’s asking for a level and a line Saying “Mr. Miller, this porch is mine” [Pre-Chorus] The paint samples are chipped and worn But a new foundation is being born I see the man he’s grown to be And it looks like a legacy to me [Chorus] Now the screen door swings on a golden light Everything’s gonna be alright The kids I hired to stock the shelves Are building houses for themselves Buying the lumber for a brand new porch Passing along the family torch Yeah, it’s a quiet kind of pride Knowing I’m still on the winning side [Bridge] The ledger books are full of names More than just some hardware games It’s a hammer, a nail, and a steady hand Holding together this patch of land We survived the quiet years Now the laughter drowns the fears [Solo] [Chorus] Now the screen door swings on a golden light Everything’s gonna be alright The kids I hired to stock the shelves Are building houses for themselves Buying the lumber for a brand new porch Passing along the family torch Yeah, it’s a quiet kind of pride Knowing I’m still on the winning side [Post-Chorus] Building it up Filling the cup One nail at a time Making it climb [Outro]
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