Let Me Tell You, Son

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you
Son
I’ve worn out these boots
Spilled some blood on this dirt
Chased more than a few lost truths
Watched my daddy fade
With a joke on his tongue
Said
“Boy
Don’t wait on wisdom
It only comes to the young”
[Chorus]
Love her like you’re gonna lose her
Hold her like the night’s run out
Kiss her in the kitchen clutter
Say her name instead of shout
Work like your name’s on the line
My son
Every hammer swing
Every dawn
Pray when the road gets lonely
And don’t waste your whole life on calm
[Verse 2]
You’ll drink with your friends
Miss a call or two
Think there’s always tomorrow
Till tomorrow don’t wait for you
Buy back her flowers
When they’re dry in the vase
Or you can give them today
While she’s laughing in your face
[Chorus]
Love her like you’re gonna lose her
Hold her like the night’s run out
Dance with her in old blue jeans
Burn the doubt
Not the house
Work like your name’s on the line
My son
Even when the pay feels small
Pray when the road gets lonely
And don’t waste your whole life on walls
[Bridge]
Clock on the wall keeps talking (tick…tick)
But it don’t say what it takes
You measure a man by the promises
He keeps when his courage shakes
[Chorus]
Love her like you’re gonna lose her
Hold her like your last clear sky
Tell her every crooked secret
Let her see you break and cry
Work like your name’s on the line
My son
Sign it with sweat and spine
Pray when the road gets lonely
And don’t waste your whole life on time

Warm acoustic country ballad with male vocals; gentle picked guitar and soft upright bass, light brushed snare. Verses feel like front-porch storytelling, intimate and close. Chorus opens with rich harmonies and a subtle organ pad underlining the hook. Final pass adds a faint fiddle line and slightly rougher vocal texture, like a voice catching on memory.