(Verse 1)
Sunrise in the morning, boots hit the floor,
Coffee in my thermos, heading out the door.
Hands rough and calloused, from years in the trade,
Building dreams with sweat, that’s how I’m paid.
Driving down that old dirt road, thinking of my kin,
Every nail I hammer, for the life we’re living in.
Long days and late nights, under the sky so wide,
Doing what it takes, with my family by my side.
(Chorus)
I'm a working man, with a heart so true,
Building up a future, for me and you.
In the heat of summer, or the winter’s chill,
I’m a dad in the trades, climbing every hill.
(Verse 2)
Teaching my boy to swing a hammer right,
Showing my girl the stars on a clear, calm night.
Passing down the wisdom, from my old man’s hands,
Hoping they’ll remember, when they take their stand.
There’s pride in every project, joy in every nail,
Through blood, sweat, and tears, I’ll always prevail.
From the crack of dawn, to the setting sun,
Working in the trades, until the job is done.
(Chorus)
I'm a working man, with a heart so true,
Building up a future, for me and you.
In the heat of summer, or the winter’s chill,
I’m a dad in the trades, climbing every hill.
(Bridge)
I’ve missed a few dinners, been late to some games,
But my love’s in the lumber, and in the family name.
Every beam and rafter, every plank and stone,
Is a testament of love, for the ones at home.
(Verse 3)
One day I’ll retire, hang up these old tools,
But I’ll leave behind a legacy, more than golden rules.
In every wall that’s standing, and every roof so high,
They’ll see their dad’s hard work, reaching for the sky.
(Chorus)
I'm a working man, with a heart so true,
Building up a future, for me and you.
In the heat of summer, or the winter’s chill,
I’m a dad in the trades, climbing every hill.
(Outro)
So when you see those buildings, standing tall and strong,
Know a dad in the trades worked hard all along.
With every beam and rafter, every sweat-stained glove,
We build a world of dreams, with dedication and love.