(Title: Don't Let Go) (Verse 1) I can still smell the cedar and the coming rain When life was lived better way off the two lane I was reachin’ for a hand that was steady and old Learning stories that were never meant to be sold Holding on when I was little To the knife my granddad used to whittle He gave it to me underneath the shade tree Said it’d make him proud For me to be the best I could be. (Chorus) And he said, "Don’t let go of the things that keep you honest Don’t let go of a silver-lined promise When the world gets heavy and the light gets low Hold on tight, son, don’t let go." (Verse 2) Now that blade is thin and the handle is worn Like the dreams I’ve carried since the day I was born Life’s got a way of trying to dull your edge Driving you right up to the narrowing ledge But I feel that smooth wood right there in my palm In the eye of the storm, it’s a beautiful calm I’m still that boy in the grass by his knee Trying to be the man he saw in me. (Chorus) So I don’t let go of the things that keep me honest I don’t let go of a silver-lined promise When the world gets heavy and the light gets low I hold on tight—I don’t let go. (Bridge) It’s more than just steel, it’s more than just grain It’s the strength of a bloodline coursing through my veins Every notch that I carve is a mile that I’ve passed Building a life that was meant to last. (Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break) (Outro) Underneath the shade tree... He’s still whispering to me. Be the best you can be... Don’t let go. No, don’t let go. (Fade out)
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