[Verse 1: Classic-rock male lead, steady thumping rock drums, ringing open-chord guitars, classic-rock rasp] Six inches on the radio and I'm up before the plows Truck on Maple Avenue with the wipers goin' now Dad cleared this walk at first light every storm for thirty years Before the paper hit the porch, before the neighbors' gears He'd do the Hendersons and Mrs. Cole and then he'd do his own Said a man who sleeps through snowfall is a man who walks alone He went quiet in the spring, we sold the house in June Some young family's in there now with a swing set and a tune [Hook: Classic-rock male lead, full band, roaring classic-rock hook] Clear the walk at dawn, I'm out here every snow It ain't my house no more, but my hands don't know Shovel in the gray and the porch light on Clear the walk for a man who's gone [Verse 2: Classic-rock male lead, heavy low bass, gritty lead guitar] First time they saw me out there, they came runnin' in a robe I said sorry, I'm just finishin', I'm the guy who used to own And the wife just nodded slowly and she brought me out a cup And the boy pressed at the window, maybe eight and lookin' up Every storm that winter I was back before the sun Every storm the boy was watchin' as I cleared it, one by one Said to Dad inside my chest, I got it, you can rest Then I'd scrape the last of Maple and I'd drive home and get dressed [Hook: Classic-rock male lead, full band, roaring classic-rock hook] Clear the walk at dawn, I'm out here every snow It ain't my house no more, but my hands don't know Shovel in the gray and the porch light on Clear the walk for a man who's gone [Bridge: Classic-rock male lead, shovel scrape riding the backbeat, guitars building] February, biggest storm in twenty winters on the street Pulled up at first light and there was nothing at my feet Walk was clear down to the cement, every step and every stair And the Hendersons and Mrs. Cole, and that boy standin' there Shovel bigger than his body and his cheeks red as a flare Said I saw you every morning, figured that's just what we do here Stood there in the truck and cried with the engine runnin' low Then I grabbed my shovel and we did the last of the snow [Final Hook: Classic-rock male lead, full band, two shovels in time, roaring classic-rock hook] Clear the walk at dawn, I'm out here every snow It ain't my house no more, but my hands don't know Shovel in the gray and the porch light on Clear the walk for a man who's gone [End]
