[Intro — bright fiddle pickup; Telecaster answers as the band starts a brisk two-step] [Verse 1] That wind laid down a cottonwood, Had our south fence on the ground. We’d penned the cattle in the hay lot When the first truck rolled around. Miller had a load of fence posts, Said, “I heard you had some trouble.” I said, “You got time for coffee?” He said, “Pour it. Make mine double.” [Chorus] Everybody brought a post, A hammer or a roll of wire. Some brought lunch and some brought stories; Everybody stayed awhile. By sundown we were tired, And the gate was swingin’ closed. There’s a little of our neighbors In each one of those new posts. [Turnaround — honky-tonk piano and pedal steel] [Verse 2] June ran that old post-hole digger, Miller kept the corners straight. Earl brought beans in two big kettles And a stack of paper plates. Our boy brought out his old guitar When the work was finally done. We sat along those tailgates And sang till dusk had come. [Chorus] Everybody brought a post, A hammer or a roll of wire. Some brought lunch and some brought stories; Everybody stayed awhile. By sundown we were tired, And the gate was swingin’ closed. There’s a little of our neighbors In each one of those new posts. [Instrumental — fiddle and honky-tonk piano trade four bars each] [Bridge — ease back to acoustic guitar, bass, and light drums] When I asked him what I owed him, Miller pointed down the road: “Got a gate to hang on Saturday. Come on by and bring a post.” [Final Chorus — full band returns; warm group harmonies] Everybody brought a post, A hammer or a roll of wire. Some brought lunch and some brought stories; Everybody stayed awhile. By sundown we were tired, And the gate was swingin’ closed. There’s a little of our neighbors In each one of those new posts. [Tag — lead vocal with harmony answer] I’ll be there come Saturday With a couple extra posts. [Outro — fiddle and Telecaster reprise the hook; lively full band ending] © 2026 Redneck Muslim. All rights reserved.
