I love you more (gospel version)

(soft choir humming)

“Mmmm… Hallelujah…”

(steel guitar cries out)

Female (soft):

Daddy says, “Girl, you’ll never win…”

Male (chuckling):

“Been lovin’ you longer than you’ve been livin’…”

(full band kicks in hard)

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Down in Cullman, Alabama clay

We were raised on work and Sunday praise

Daddy’s hands smelled like diesel smoke

Grease-stained jeans and hard-earned hope

Navy Seabee, built tough as nails

Weathered storms and cancer trails

Still drove those eighteen wheels at night

With a Bible on the dash and faith held tight

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She got her stubborn from this old heart

Lord knows she’s been that way from the start

Every time she says, “I love you most”

I grin and tell her, “Girl, you’re close”

There ain’t no easy in a working man’s life

Just long black roads and sacrifice

But Jesus knows every mile I drove

Trying to give my family a better road

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We ain’t rich in money

But rich in grace

A whole lotta scars

And amazing faith

Through every hard road

And every trial

God held this family

The whole damn while

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So raise a hand for Scott tonight

A cancer survivor still built to fight

Seabee blood and a truck stop soul

Still carrying this family down broken roads

And Dustin climbed from the gates of hell

Now welding sparks ring like church house bells

God pulled him out when he lost his way

Now redemption burns where pain once stayed

Nick’s out west where the mountains stand

Serving the law with a steady hand

But he’s still my brother and my best friend

And blood like ours don’t ever end

Yeah we’re loud, rough, southern raised

Red dirt hearts and amazing grace

And if Heaven’s choir sounds anything like this

It’s country pain wrapped in a gospel kiss

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Dustin used to walk through darker nights

Running from hurt and neon lights

Mama cried while Daddy prayed

Beggin’ Heaven not to let him fade

Now he’s striking steel at break of dawn

With old Hank Jr. playing on

A hard-earned man with callused hands

Proof God rebuilds what the devil damned

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Nick always had that protect-and-serve soul

Even as a kid, everybody knew

Now blue lights shine through Colorado snow

But Cullman’s still the place he calls home

And every time that badge gets heavy

I pray the Lord keeps his aim steady

Cause the world gets cold when the night runs long

But family and faith keep a man strong

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(music drops to organ, stomp-clap rhythm, choir rises)

Female:

There were nights we didn’t know if we’d make it…

Male:

But grace showed up before we could break…

Female:

Through hospital halls…

Male:

And empty wallets…

Together:

God never let these roots come undone…

(choir echoes: “Never undone…”)

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(roaring steel guitar + southern rock electric guitar)

Male shouting:

“THIS ONE’S FOR THE BLUE-COLLAR BLOOD!”

Female:

“For the daddies who neve