[Verse] Dust on the strings, and a cold morning breeze, Fingers keep tapping, trying to find the keys. The sun’s barely up, but the night’s still in my bones, Tunes in my head like old familiar tones. [Pre-Chorus] Heartbeat steady, but the nerves run deep, Wanna make this moment ours to keep. [Chorus] Bring that sound alive, let it fill the air, This old guitar’s crying, gotta make ‘em care. Strum the soul out loud, like a secret shared, Playing for the ones who know we’re there. [Verse] Worn out shoes on a dusty garage floor, Memories folding in every chord. Lifting my voice through the early morning haze, Warming up the night for the county fair’s blaze. [Pre-Chorus] Heartbeat steady, but the nerves run deep, Wanna make this moment ours to keep. [Chorus] Bring that sound alive, let it fill the air, This old guitar’s crying, gotta make ‘em care. Strum the soul out loud, like a secret shared, Playing for the ones who know we’re there. [Bridge] Sometimes the world feels cold and unfair, But this music’s a fire, burning right there. Lean in close, hear my plea, Let this song be your company. [Chorus] Bring that sound alive, let it fill the air, This old guitar’s crying, gotta make ‘em care. Strum the soul out loud, like a secret shared, Playing for the ones who know we’re there. [Outro] Let the strings sing soft, then roar, We'll own the night forevermore.