Full Revised Label-Ready Lyric Sheet
They Can’t Cut My Roots
Verse 1
The metal’s hot, the shift runs long
Always walking that production line
One signature was missing
One moment lost in time
The ink had barely dried
When they walked me to the gate
They’d already swung the axe
I just signed my name too late
Pre-Chorus
Yesterday they warned me
“One more slip and you’re gone”
Now I’m staring at the front door
Wondering how to tell them what comes next
Chorus
It’s a hollow kind of heavy
Like a punch right through the chest
When you give them everything
And they couldn’t care much less
A pink slip and a handshake
For a name left off a page
But I’ve walked through fire before
I’ve survived much darker days
They think they fired a worker
They misjudged my soul
The ground beneath me’s shaking
But my roots are buried whole
I’ve got promises to keep
They can’t cut my roots
Verse 2
They never saw the twelve-hour shifts
Or the miles I gave to them
No write-ups in my history
Just giving more again and again
They judged me by a missing name
Never cared enough to know
I’ve got kids who call me Daddy
And a wife waiting at home
Pre-Chorus
They can take away my paycheck
They can send me out that door
But they can’t take the reason
I still stand and fight for
Chorus
It’s a hollow kind of heavy
Like a punch right through the chest
When you give them everything
And they couldn’t care much less
A pink slip and a handshake
For a name left off a page
But I’ve walked through fire before
I’ve survived much darker days
They think they fired a worker
They misjudged my soul
The ground beneath me’s shaking
But my roots are buried whole
I’ve got promises to keep
They can’t cut my roots
Bridge (Acoustic + Vocal Only)
I look down at these scarred-up hands
See every road I crossed
Back when rage was my religion
And I’d settle every loss
Now these hands are built for holding
The ones who carry my name
I’d rather raise my children
Than let anger rule again
Guitar Solo / Instrumental Build
Final Chorus
It’s a hollow kind of heavy
But it won’t become my end
I’ve been broken down before
And built myself again
They can keep their empty handshake
They can keep that missing page
I’ve walked through fire before
I’ve survived much darker days
They think they fired a worker
But they woke a stronger man
The ground beneath me’s shaking
Still I know exactly where I stand
I’ve got promises to keep
With a family counting on me
They can cut me from their payroll
But they can’t cut my roots
Outro
This life ain’t built on bloodshed
Or another man brought down
It’s built around the kitchen table
With the ones who stayed around
That’s a different kind of strength
A quieter kind of fire
Not another man to conquer
Just a father climbing higher
They think they fired a worker
But they woke a stronger man
They can’t cut these roots
God planted where I stand
No, they can’t cut my roots
They can’t cut my roots
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