[Verse 1] These beams once held up a barn roof sky, Hidin' tractors, dust, and July flies. Now they frame a room where the lamplight glows, Same old grain but a different pose. Nails pulled out of yesterday's plans, Set again by careful hands. Every scar in the lumber tells How many storms it's ridden out well. [Chorus] Oak revival, raise these rafters slow, Let the Suwannee wind decide which way they'll blow. From the root to the ridge line, stories in the grain, Turnin' broken boards to shelter from the rain. Yeah, we're buildin' back on North Florida soil, Oak revival, hearts and houses from the toil. [Verse 2] Porch boards creakin' under bare feet, Screen door slammin' to a backroad beat. Somebody's Sunday, somebody's stay, All of it born from wood that wouldn't give way. Take an old house leanin' to one side, Stand it up straight with a quiet pride. Every room a promise kept, Every screw a secret kept. [Chorus] Oak revival, raise these rafters slow, Let the Suwannee wind decide which way they'll blow. From the root to the ridge line, stories in the grain, Turnin' broken boards to shelter from the rain. Yeah, we're buildin' back on North Florida soil, Oak revival, hearts and houses from the toil. [Bridge] Under limbs that watched the railroads die, Under clouds that saw tobacco dry, We're writin' new lines in an old book's spine, Giving one more chapter to the family pine. [Chorus] Oak revival, raise these rafters slow, Let the Suwannee wind decide which way they'll blow. From the root to the ridge line, stories in the grain, Turnin' broken boards to shelter from the rain. Yeah, we're buildin' back on North Florida soil, Oak revival, hearts and houses from the toil. [Outro] If these old oaks could speak, they'd smile, Say, "I've seen a lot of loss, but this is worth the while." Oak revival, keep on climbin' skyward mile by mile.
