Back Porch Crown

[Verse 1]
Rust on the screen door
Mud on my boots
Got a dented tin roof
Singin’ right through the roots
Back porch Bible
Pages torn and thin
Wind tastes like salt
But Your mercy blows in
[Pre-Chorus]
I was knee-deep
In that red clay shame
You lit a match
In a sky of rain
[Chorus]
You’re the King on my back porch throne
Turnin’ this dust and bone
You reached down into that pit
Pulled me out, didn’t let me quit
When the ocean waves try to drown my name
You split that sea, set my heart in flame
I raise my hands, let the rafters ring
I’m a barefoot son of a back porch King
[Verse 2]
Banjo on the table
Pipe smoke in the air
Bagpipes cryin’ like
A battle hymn prayer
Coffee in a mason jar
Moon still hangin’ low
Devil thought he had me
But You told him, “Let him go”
[Pre-Chorus]
I was face down
In that deep dark well
You carved a staircase
Right through hell
[Chorus]
You’re the King on my back porch throne
Turnin’ this dust and bone
You reached down into that pit
Pulled me out, didn’t let me quit
When the ocean waves try to drown my name
You split that sea, set my heart in flame
I raise my hands, let the rafters ring
I’m a barefoot son of a back porch King
[Bridge]
Storm rollin’ in
I hear those waves roar (hey!)
But Your name’s louder
Than that flood on the shore
So I’ll stomp these boards
‘Til the night air shakes
‘Cause a sinner got saved
And the whole world wakes
[Chorus]
You’re the King on my back porch throne
Turnin’ this dust and bone
You reached down into that pit
Pulled me out, didn’t let me quit
When the ocean waves try to drown my name
You split that sea, set my heart in flame
I raise my hands, let the rafters ring
I’m a barefoot son of a back porch King (oh yeah)
Barefoot son of a back porch King

metal, Swampy Southern metal stomp: dropped-tuned 8‑string riffs chug under twangy banjo leads, bagpipes and Celtic fiddle soaring on the hook. Male rusty vocals, half-growled, half-sung; gang shouts on the chorus. Big room kit with thunderous toms, gritty slide guitar fills, final chorus explodes with layered harmonies and pipes screaming to the sky., celtic, blues