185 Burning Bright (Remastered)

Verse 1 Out on Route 66 where the engines hum low, Catoosa sunset got the red brick glow, Old square on the wall, compasses tight, Gene Autrey Lodge, one-eight-five in the light. Apron folded clean, white lambskin pride, From the quarry to the altar where the truths reside, Working tools steady in a calloused hand, Building better men in this Oklahoma land. Gavel hit once and the chatter dies down, Brothers take their seats when the Master comes around, From the Tyler’s sword to the pillars that stand, Jachin and Boaz like a guard on the land. Lessons in the silence when the lights burn low, Secrets in the work only Masons know, Not for the glory and not for the fame, Just better men when we leave the same. Pre-Chorus From the East comes light, let the truth be told, Ancient words passed down, centuries old, In a small town lodge with a timeless flame, Every brother equal when we sign that name. Chorus Gene Autrey one-eight-five, burning bright tonight, Square up your actions, keep your compass right, From Catoosa streets to the endless sky, We meet on the level, and we part on the square, standing side by side. Brotherhood strong like the stone we lay, Building up tomorrow from the work today, Gene Autrey one-eight-five, hear the gavel cry, Travel east for the light, let the darkness die. Verse 2 Candles on the altar and the volume open wide, Sacred words resting where the truths abide, Working through the ritual, step by step, Every oath remembered, every promise kept. Entered Apprentice with the world brand new, Fellowcraft climbing where the knowledge grew, Master Mason standing in the midnight air, Understanding life ain't always fair. But the light comes back like the rising sun, Every broken stone can become the one, Set true in the temple of the heart inside, Where the Great Architect will always guide. Pre-Chorus From the West to the South every voice is clear, Brothers in the work, every year to year, In a quiet lodge where the old truths live, More about the love than the things we give. Chorus Gene Autrey one-eight-five, burning bright tonight, Square up your actions, keep your compass right, From Catoosa streets to the endless sky, We meet on the level, and we part on the square, standing side by side. Brotherhood strong like the stone we lay, Building up tomorrow from the work today, Gene Autrey one-eight-five, hear the gavel cry, Travel east for the light, let the darkness die. Bridge From Tulsa winds to the Verdigris shore, Brothers keep knocking on the lodge door, Not kings, not saints, just men who try, To live by the square till the day we die. Aprons on the line and the lodge room still, Every Mason learning to bend his will, To truth and honor in the Architect’s plan, Turning rough stone into a better man. Final Chorus Gene Autrey one-eight-five, burning bright tonight, Under Oklahoma stars and the guiding light, From the Tyler’s gate to the Master’s chair, Every brother standing like a stone set square. Through the years ahead and the years gone by, Ancient words echo when the gavel’s high, Gene Autrey Lodge where the true hearts lie, Travel east for the light till the day we die. ---