My father's name still lives in the grain
Cold rain on the field,
I remember the weight
I come from a line that was cut by the plow Hands
in the dirt, I can still feel it now Old men spoke
plain, put your back in the load Stand for your kin and
be true to the road I carry that fire when the whole
sky breaks Blood in my chest and the ground still shakes No
crown on my head,
just a mark and a name I learned from the loss,
now I walk through the flame
Hear that roll
in the hills tonight Every oath in my bones stands up If
I fall, let the young ones know I was built from the
root below This land,
this name, this blood,
this fire This land,
this name, this blood,
this fire
I stand, I stay,
take me higher I stand,
I stay, take me higher
For my kin, for my home,
for the line I defend
For my kin, for my home,
for the line I defend
I seen hard years put rust on the gate Still mama kept
food on a cracked old plate We don't talk big,
we just do what lasts Put truth in the frame and the
weak things pass When the storm gets close,
I don't bend, I brace Got my people behind me,
I carry their face Every scar got a lesson,
every loss got a cost So I move like a man who
remembers the lost
If the night wants war,
let it come
If the cold wants my breath,
not one I gave my word to the ones before
I am the gate,
I am the door
This land, this name,
this blood, this fire This land,
this name, this blood,
this fire I stand,
I stay, take me higher
I stand, I stay,
take me higher For my kin,
for my home, for the line I defend
For my kin, for my home,
for the line I defend
My father's name still lives in the grain
And mine goes on if the roots remain