[Intro]
Men of Concrete
Yeah we pour that faith in the ground
Merry Christmas to the ones that doubt
And the ones that hold us down, uh
[Verse 1]
Up before the sunrise
Hands cracked, frost on the steel
Thermos in the lunch pail
We grind for the minds we feed
Laser line on that form board
Level up, measure it twice
We don’t wish, we mix
Turn that struggle into life
Truck backin’ up, that beep beep
Slab shining like a white sheet
Boot prints in the wet creek
Leaving proof we don’t retreat
Thank God for these strong backs
Thank God for these calloused hands
We ain’t rich, but the fridge full
Kids sleeping, that’s the plan
[Chorus]
Merry Concrete Christmas (yeah)
We work hard for our family
Every pour, every bag, every blister
Got us praying over salary
Merry Christmas to supporters
And the haters in the stands
Men of Concrete say thank you
We just let that pressure turn to plans
[Verse 2]
Snowflakes on the rebar
Red hats on the whole gang
Cold wind in the scaffold
Still we show up, still we bang
Boss man, blueprints, problems
We don’t fold, we solve ’em
Sweat drip, paycheck, mortgage
That’s the rhythm of the squadron
You see dust, we see future
Driveways, schools, new wings
Every pad that we finish
Somebody’s child gets to dream
So toast up that hot cocoa
We toast with a long day’s grit
Haters talk from a warm couch
We build the floor they sit
[Chorus]
Merry Concrete Christmas
We work hard for our family
Every pour, every bag, every blister
Got us praying over salary
Merry Christmas to supporters
And the haters in the stands
Men of Concrete say thank you
We just let that pressure turn to plans
[Bridge]
If you love us, we feel that (yeah)
If you doubt us, we need that (uh)
Either way we gon’ be back
Boots laced, where the beam at
For our sons and our daughters
For the ones at the table
We lay rock, we lay mortar
Turn “maybe” into stable
[Chorus]
Merry Concrete Christmas
We work hard for our family
Every pour, every bag, every blister
Got us praying over salary
Merry Christmas to supporters
And the haters in the stands
Men of Concrete say thank you
We just let that pressure turn to plans