Title: “Mr. G’s Fence Line”
(Verse 1 – gentle, lived-in opener)
They called him Vernon Goodry, but I called him G
Louisiana drawl, worn boots, history
Said his wife left quiet, kids grew distant fast
So he bought him Texas and he stayed put at last
Had a ranch west wind couldn’t wear down
Painted every fence green and purple ‘round
Said a stranger once told him in a roadside room
“Those colors mean royalty, wealth comin’ soon”
(Pre-Chorus – reflective lift)
He just smiled like he already knew
Some things ain’t gold, but they still pull you through
(Chorus – warm, memorable hook)
Mr. G and a red Ford truck
Dog named Girl and a little bit of luck
Fast wheels cuttin’ pasture wide
Laughin’ like pain don’t ever ride
If heaven’s got old fence lines
I hope his are green and purple still standin’ proud
(Verse 2 – relationship & texture)
He let me stay when I hauled his load
Coffee at dawn, radio low
Rodeo cattle, bred real smart
Knew bloodlines like he knew his heart
First man I knew who changed the game
Artificial hands, but honest aim
They said his name in quiet tones
Like legends don’t need microphones
(Pre-Chorus – tighter, more emotional)
He never bragged, never raised his voice
Just let the work make all the noise
(Chorus – repeat)
Mr. G and a red Ford truck
Dog named Girl and a little bit of luck
Fast wheels cuttin’ pasture wide
Laughin’ like pain don’t ever ride
If heaven’s got old fence lines
I hope his are green and purple still standin’ proud
(Verse 3 – the calf moment, slow and heavy)
Had a bull calf born from his best damn cow
Mean as hell, wouldn’t back down
We chased that calf from the truck that day
Dust in our lungs, hearts in the way
Got him clear, tried bottle feedin’ slow
But some lives just don’t wanna hold
When that calf went still in G’s old hands
I learned the cost of lovin’ land
(Bridge – quiet truth, Zach-style)
He didn’t cry, just looked away
Said, “Son, that’s ranchin’, that’s the play”
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
Sometimes the road still takes from you
(Break – TikTok-ready, stripped)
Just a man, a dog, and a Texas sky
Tryin’ to raise somethin’ that outlives time
(Final Chorus – biggest emotional hit)
Mr. G and a red Ford truck
A taco stop and a paper cup
Drove too fast through open space
Like loneliness couldn’t keep the pace
If heaven’s got old fence lines
I hope his are green and purple, painted bold
Still holdin’ strong
(Outro – soft, haunting)
Yeah, still holdin’ strong
Like Mr. G taught me all along
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