[Verse 1] I saw smoke spill past the back porch screen Dropped my coffee and tore through the screen Radio squawkin’ from the kitchen shelf Mama yelled, “Don’t freeze up, help yourself” [Pre-Chorus] Red lights spinning at the end of the road Mr. Briggs came out in his work coat He hollered, “Buddy, clear that shed” I yanked the hose from the garden bed [Chorus] Flames leap up, hear the engine come Call the truck, let the pros roll up Boards are snapping, the siding’s gone Get the buckets, keep moving on Heat is rising, nobody waits around We move quick when the whole place goes down [Verse 2] Clock on the stove said 2:13 Ash on the steps and a torn screen Neighbor kids lined up by the curb Handing out towels, nobody said a word My sister, she grabbed all the photo albums first Said, "Some things matter more than the worst" [Pre-Chorus] Cap off the hose and the pressure low Someone said, “Keep it on the glow” Black smoke curling through the screen door cracks We held that line with our sleeves rolled back [Chorus] Flames leap up, hear the engine come Call the truck, let the pros roll up Boards are snapping, the siding’s gone Get the buckets, keep moving on Heat is rising, nobody waits around We move quick when the whole place goes down [Bridge] When the heat got mean and the windows blew We dragged the couch and the photo box through One scared cat and a bent-up fan That’s what made it out, hand to hand [Chorus] Flames leap up, hear the engine come Call the truck, let the pros roll up Boards are snapping, the siding’s gone Get the buckets, keep moving on Heat is rising, nobody waits around We move quick when the whole place goes down [Fireman Choir] (Ooooh-ooh-ooh) We answer the call (Ooooh-ooh-ooh) Stand tall through it all (Ooooh-ooh-ooh) When the flames rise high (Ooooh-ooh-ooh) We'll fight 'til it dies [Pre-Chorus] Red lights spinning at the end of the road Mr. Briggs came out in his work coat He hollered, “Buddy, clear that shed” I yanked the hose from the garden bed [Outro] By morning, the smoke had slipped away Soot on my shirt, and the porch half-gray Still smoldering, but we pulled through Bring water, baby, that’s what we do
