Verse 1 Sun comin' up on a Tennessee sky Coffee in our hands and sparks start to fly Old '55 sittin' waitin' in line Rust on the fenders but she'll shine in time Flatbeds rollin', projects everywhere Smell of fresh primer fillin' up the air Built on hard work and a little bit of noise That's life for the Rods Customs boys Chorus We're the Rods Customs boys, raised on steel and chrome Turnin' old memories into somethin' you can own From hot rods to customs, paint that'll make you smile Puttin' dreams together one bolt at a time Yeah, we're the Rods Customs boys And we ain't scared to get our hands dirty Bring us your classics, your trucks and toys We'll bring 'em back to life, we're the Rods Customs boys Verse 2 Blockin' panels till the daylight's gone Radio crankin' with a Skynyrd song LS motors and four-speed gears Bringin' old iron back after all these years Candy red Chevys and blacked-out Fords Burnin' midnight oil behind shop doors Built with pride and a little bit of noise That's life for the Rods Customs boys Chorus We're the Rods Customs boys, raised on steel and chrome Turnin' old memories into somethin' you can own From hot rods to customs, paint that'll make you smile Puttin' dreams together one bolt at a time Yeah, we're the Rods Customs boys And we ain't scared to get our hands dirty Bring us your classics, your trucks and toys We'll bring 'em back to life, we're the Rods Customs boys Bridge Some folks see rust, we see history A dream in the making and a family legacy When that fresh clear shines in the evening light Makes all those long hours worth the fight Final Chorus We're the Rods Customs boys, with grease under our nails Built on faith and horsepower and stories to tell From frame-off restorations to a slammed street machine We're livin' the dream and chasin' gasoline Yeah, we're the Rods Customs boys Yeah, we're the Rods Customs boys Keeping old iron alive and making memories, boys..
