

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Sun rise early Boots by the door Grease on my hands Back startin’ to roar Boss man talkin’ But my mind stay home Thinkin’ ‘bout my babies And that light bill comin’ on [Chorus] I’m just keepin’ food on the table Keepin’ my head up high (oh Lord) Ain’t lookin’ back at my troubles I done watched ‘em roll on by Got these scars like Sunday stories But my heart don’t break It’s stable I got these two good hands and a backbone Keepin’ food on the table [Verse 2] Mama said “Boy You gon’ bend Don’t break” Prayed over rice Stretchin’ every plate Now I’m in that line Sweat soakin’ through my shirt Every drop I’m spillin’ Sayin’ “You gon’ eat first” [Chorus] I’m just keepin’ food on the table Keepin’ my head up high (yeah yeah) Ain’t lookin’ back at my troubles I done watched ‘em roll on by If the world try to shake my story I just stand there strong and able I got these two good hands and a backbone Keepin’ food on the table [Bridge] I don’t count missed chances I just count these mouths I feed Ain’t got room for regret When you plantin’ every seed Long as my people laughin’ And they sayin’ “Daddy We full” That’s my riches That’s my gold That’s my good [Chorus] I’m just keepin’ food on the table Keepin’ my head up high (oh Lord) Ain’t lookin’ back at my troubles I done watched ‘em roll on by If my days get dark and weary I still walk on proud and stable ‘Cause I got these two good hands and a backbone Keepin’ food on the table (yeah) I got these two good hands and a backbone Keepin’ food on the table
Tags
rock, Greasy blues-rock shuffle at midtempo, male vocals with a gritty Southern-African American church edge. Overdriven guitar in open tuning, walking bass, loose hi-hat and rimshot groove. Verses start sparse with call-and-response guitar licks; chorus brings stacked hollered harmonies and a fatter kick. Brief turnaround lick before the last chorus, ending on a held vocal ad-lib and sustained guitar chord., blues
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1/28/2026