Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He was up before the sunrise
Coffee in a chipped blue cup
Said
"Boy
That river raised me
But it's you that's growin' up"
We haul steel down the Ohio
Rust on our hands by noon
Then we’re back home in the gravel
’Neath a busted porch light moon
[Chorus]
We got Fateyes sittin’ in the backyard
Primer gray and dreams in red
Wrenches singin’ like a choir
Oil stains where our prayers get said
You’re my blood
My boy
My shadow
I’m your old man’s only son
Granddad
Grandson
Side by side
Feelin’ like father and son
[Verse 2]
He points out at that river
Says
"She’ll take what you don’t tie down"
Same thing ‘bout your temper
Same thing ‘bout this town
But he laughs when the socket slips
Grease streaked across my face
"Every busted knuckle
Kid
Puts you right in your place"
[Chorus]
We got Fateyes sittin’ in the backyard
Primer gray and dreams in red
Wrenches singin’ like a choir
Oil stains where our prayers get said
You’re my blood
My boy
My shadow
I’m your old man’s only son
Granddad
Grandson
Side by side
Feelin’ like father and son
[Bridge]
[Guitar leans into a slow
Bent-note break]
He says
"One day I’ll be river dust
One day you’ll drive away"
Hands me that cold chrome socket
Says
"Turn it
Kid
Let it stay"
And the frame creaks like it’s talkin’
Old bolts finally comin’ loose
Two hearts on the same old rhythm
Same sweat
Same worn-out boots
[Chorus]
We got Fateyes runnin’ from the backyard
Headlights cuttin’ through the dark
Every mile feels like a memory
Every shift a little spark
You’re my blood
My boy
My shadow
I’m your old man’s only son
On that river
In this driveway
We’re still like father and son
[Outro]
[Band drops to a hush
Slide guitar answering the vocal]
River roll on past our story
Truck cools down
Day is done
Two chairs in the dust by Fateyes
Granddad
Grandson
Father and son
Style
rockslow-burning blues rock with male vocalsswampy slide guitar and a gritty barroom kit. verses stay low and intimate over a walking bass and brushed snare; chorus hits harder with open chordscall-and-response backing vocalsand a singing lead line. mid-songthe guitars swell for a shortmelodic solo over the groovethen drop back for a hushed final chorus and a bent-note outro.blues
Prompt
blues, blues rock write a song about a grandfather and his grandson being like father and son and how they both work the Ohio river but still work in the back yard working on a truck they call fateyes
Credits
Prompt by
Tucker_Smith
Tucker_SmithGeneratedApr 2, 2026
ModelAria v5
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