Job Corps Family

Coffee in the commons

Laughing at the same old joke

Name tags on our jackets

Dreams scribbled in our phones

Late-night in the hallway

Sneakers squeaking on that floor

Sharing secrets like a promise

Swearing we were meant for more

I miss my Job Corps family

All the faces in that faded photograph

We were broke

But we were happy

Trading worries for a shared late-night snack

Now the rooms are just a memory

But my heart still keeps a bunk for you and me

Yeah

I miss my Job Corps family

More than I can ever really say

Roll call in the morning

Eyes half-open

Same old fight

You saved me a seat at breakfast

Ketchup packets

Eggs too dry

We talked about our futures

Like they waited at the gate

Caps and gowns inside our closets

Counting days and counting faith

I miss my Job Corps family

All the faces in that faded photograph

We were broke

But we were happy

Trading worries for a shared late-night snack

Now the rooms are just a memory

But my heart still keeps a bunk for you and me

Yeah

I miss my Job Corps family

More than I can ever really say

If you’re out there scrolling

And you stumble on my name (hey)

Know I still replay those moments

Like a song that never fades

We were more than just a program

We were holding up the sky

Every hug inside that courtyard

Still lives in the back of my mind

I miss my Job Corps family

All the faces in that faded photograph

We were broke

But we were happy

Trading worries for a shared late-night snack

Now the rooms are just a memory

But my heart still keeps a bunk for you and me

Yeah

I miss my Job Corps family

You’re the home I carry every day