The Family Name

Sun’s peeking over the Sierras, painting the Madera sky
Got a heavy load of red oak and a fire in my eye
My beautiful wife’s got the coffee, looking better than a dream
We’re the heart and the hustle of this family-run team
Truck’s idling low as we pull out the gate
In the land of the almonds, we don't believe in fate
We believe in the work and the wood and the flame
And low and slow is the pride of the family name.[Chorus] It’s a family name on a hand-painted sign
California soul in the Fresno sunshine
From the desert sands to the San Joaquin dirt
We’re the hardest working crew in a denim shirt
Yeah, the fire’s burning steady and the heart’s feeling free
Just low and slow on the 559 breeze.[Verse 2] They call it PBR, when the gate swings wide
Eight seconds of thunder, a hell of a ride
But my PBR is the iron and the coal
Staying on the "bull" 'til the brisket's whole
I’m fixing the temp, watching the gauge rise high
Like a cowboy holding on while the dust clouds fly
Low and slow is how we take the heat
Until that smoke-ring's perfect and the bark is sweet.[Bridge] From the Clovis Rodeo dirt to the Save Mart lights
We’re the kings of the Valley on these Saturday nights
With a rub made of cumin and a grip on the steel
We’re keeping it low, we’re keeping it real.[Verse 3] My lady’s in the window, she’s the pickup man
Helping me dismount, doing all she can
The kids are in the back, stacking wood for the fray
While we ride this smoker through the heat of the day
It ain’t just a business, it’s a rank-bull test
To see if low and slow can give you its best.[Outro] Let’s see how it comes out, let the juices run
When the whistle blows and the riding is done
Yeah, that’s a Central Valley original...
Low and slow, family owned, and California proud.

Country(slide guitar, pedal steel, and a rhythmic desert pulse.)[Stapleton grit meets 559 swing: slide guitar, o