[Intro]
Steel-toe boots by the front door
Thermos steaming in the dark
Red hat
Tape on the dashboard
We’ve been ready from the start (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Frost on the forms in the morning
Breath in the air like smoke
Laser line cut through the sunrise
We bend
We tie
We joke
Hands all cut from the rebar
Backs all tight from the pour
But we’re building something solid
For the ones we’re fighting for
[Chorus]
Merry Christmas from the Men of Concrete
Thank God we got these hands that can take the heat
Every slab
Every wall
Every long cold week
We work hard for our family
Merry Christmas to supporters and the ones that hate
You all watch while we mix up another plate
Rain
Wind
Snow
Still we lay it straight
We work hard for our family
[Verse 2]
Truck tracks froze in the gravel
Coffee stains on the plans
Santa hat over a hard hat
Laughing
Lifting with the crew again
We say grace at the tailgate
Grease and gravy on the hood
All this grind
All this grind
All this grind
Turning struggle into something good
[Bridge]
To the ones who cheer us on
And the ones who doubt our name (uh-huh)
We just keep on setting stone
Let the finished work explain
Kids asleep on Christmas Eve
While we shake the dust off our feet
Every callus is a promise
Every paycheck
Something sweet (yeah)
[Chorus]