[Intro – guitars & drums building]
To every man with muddy boots,
calloused hands, and a heart of steel…
This one’s for you.
[Verse 1]
Sun comes up, I’m already gone,
boots hit the dirt, keep pushin’ on.
Scrape and bleed, but I don’t fold,
I build this life with sweat and soul.
Every nail, every stone I raise,
is a story written in my name.
[Pre-Chorus]
Through the long nights, through the fight,
we keep standin’ tall, we hold that line.
[Chorus – full band, fists in the air]
Here’s to the fathers, strong and true,
breakin’ their backs just to pull us through.
Hard work, heart first, that’s what we do,
this world is built by fathers like you.
Through blood and rust, we don’t give in,
we carry the weight again and again.
Raise ‘em high, let the truth shine through,
this world is built by fathers like you.
[Verse 2]
Dirty hands, but my head held proud,
I stand my ground in the toughest crowd.
Silent pain, but I never bend,
I’ll fight for my children ‘til the very end.
The weight I carry, the load I haul,
it ain’t just mine, it’s for us all.
[Pre-Chorus]
Through the long nights, through the fight,
we keep standin’ tall, we hold that line.
[Chorus – louder, choir backing]
Here’s to the fathers, strong and true,
breakin’ their backs just to pull us through.
Hard work, heart first, that’s what we do,
this world is built by fathers like you.
Through blood and rust, we don’t give in,
we carry the weight again and again.
Raise ‘em high, let the truth shine through,
this world is built by fathers like you.
[Bridge – big guitar solo / spoken over music]
For every scar…
For every sleepless night…
For every mile walked in silence—
your children see you.
Your sons see you.
And they’ll carry your fire on.
[Final Chorus – anthem, full choir + big drums]
Here’s to the fathers, strong and true,
breakin’ their backs just to pull us through.
Hard work, heart first, that’s what we do,
this world is built by fathers like you.
Through the storms, we’ll always stand,
with tired eyes and calloused hands.
Cosmo and Massimo, this one’s for you,
but it’s for every father, every son too.
[Outro – guitars ring out, crowd-chant feel]
This world is built…
by fathers like you.