Hold The Damn Light Still

[Verse 1]
Rust on the fender
Dirt on my knees
Sweat in my eyes
Mosquitoes on a breeze
He's saying
"Boy
You missed a spot"
From his folding chair throne
Got a cold one in his good hand
But that flashlight's on roam
[Chorus]
(So) hold the damn light still
Quit painting clouds on the shed
I can't see what I'm fixing
With you waving by my head
You taught me every cuss word I know
Now you're making me use 'em for real
If I'm gonna do this right tonight
You gotta hold the damn light still
[Verse 2]
He laughs
"You getting cranky?
You sound just like me"
Yeah
The apple hit the tailgate
Didn’t fall far from the tree
Grease on my knuckles
His old cap pulled low
Two generations in the driveway
Putting on a show
[Chorus]
(So) hold the damn light still
Quit painting clouds on the shed
I can't see what I'm fixing
With you waving by my head
You taught me every cuss word I know
Now you're making me use 'em for real
If I'm gonna do this right tonight
You gotta hold the damn light still
[Bridge]
One day I'll be the old man
Kid cussing in the yard
I’ll hand him that same flashlight
Make his life twice as hard (oh yeah)
We’ll both end up laughing
When he snaps and starts to yell
[Chorus]
"Hold the damn light still
Quit painting clouds on the shed
I can't see what I'm fixing
With you waving by my head"
Yeah
We pass it down like a toolbox
That stubborn
Loving will
If you're gonna do this right tonight
You gotta hold the damn light still
(Yeah if we're gonna do this right tonight)
You better hold the damn light still

rock, Twangy country rock with gritty male vocals, overdriven Telecaster riffs, and a lazy, swinging backbeat. Verses stay tight and story-driven with palm-muted guitars and subtle organ; chorus hits wide with stacked gang vocals and open hi-hats. Bridge strips to half-time drums and bass drone, then kicks back in with a big, shout-along final hook., light, country rock