[Verse] In the drawer beneath the old pine chest Lies a blade with a worn-out crest Passed down through the hands of time Whittled tales in every line [Pre-Chorus] Faded scratches tell their name Whispered secrets, both lost and claimed [Chorus] This little knife, it holds my past A rugged gift that’s made to last Through dusty roads and whispered nights It’s carried all our faded fights Oh, this little knife, my family’s song A quiet strength that’s kept me strong [Verse] Grandma’s touch still lingers here In silver steel and edges clear Through every scar and steady fold A story’s ink, a heart of gold [Pre-Chorus] Passing down the worn-out steel Holding close what time won’t heal [Chorus] This little knife, it holds my past A rugged gift that’s made to last Through dusty roads and whispered nights It’s carried all our faded fights Oh, this little knife, my family’s song A quiet strength that’s kept me strong [Bridge] When the night feels cold and long I reach for what has made me strong In this simple, steady line I find the roots, I find the rhyme [Chorus] This little knife, it holds my past A rugged gift that’s made to last Through dusty roads and whispered nights It’s carried all our faded fights Oh, this little knife, my family’s song A quiet strength that’s kept me strong [Outro] A quiet strength that’s kept me strong This little knife, my family’s song