Concrete Cowboys

[Spoken Intro] (Soft guitar strumming in the background) "You know… some folks measure life by the years they live. Me? I measure it by the days I spent side by side with my dad… Pourin’ concrete, swingin’ trowels, and buildin’ more than just foundations. We built memories… and I’d give anything to do it all again. This one’s called… Concrete Cowboys." [Verse 1] My dad and I worked together for twenty long years Dug deep footers, tied rebar through sweat and tears Rolled out wire mesh ‘til our hands were sore We’ve got the scars to prove what we worked for [Pre-Chorus] But the best part of the day How we made our pay Was when we backed those concrete trucks [Chorus] We were concrete cowboys and best friends Pourin’ mud together Swingin’ our trowels ‘til the daylight ends Just a dad and his boy, side by side We worked together like rock, sand, and cement—it was great [Verse 2] Mud slidin’ down the chute, hittin’ the slab I’d fill a wheelbarrow, dump it in the pad Dad grabbed the bull float, the mud was hot Jumped on knee boards and gave it all we got [Repeat Chorus] We were concrete cowboys and best friends Pourin’ mud together Swingin’ our trowels ‘til the daylight ends Just a dad and his boy, side by side We worked together like rock, sand, and cement—it was great [Bridge] Those years built more than walls and floors They built my strength, my heart, my core If I could turn back time, I’d grab that float again Just to work beside my dad like way back when [Outro] But age caught up, only memories remain This was our fate Concrete Cowboys