Raise That Fire High
By Brandy Leigh
(intro)
Yeah, we out here where the dirt roads wind,
Where hard work’s holy and good hearts shine.
Bonfire cracklin’, crickets singin’ the blues —
This one’s for mama, and for boys learnin’ truth.
(Verse 1)
Kickin’ dust up, tailgate down,
Cooler full of light beer, small-town sound.
Whiskey in a Dixie cup, moonlight burnin’,
Lessons from my daddy keep the wheels turnin’.
Told me, “Son, stand tall, protect the weak,
Don’t run your mouth — let your actions speak.
Treat your woman right, hold your mama dear,
And thank the Lord above for every year.”
(Chorus)
So, raise that fire high, let the smoke roll slow,
Thank God for this life on this red clay road.
Tip your hat to your mama, the one who gave,
Her love and her prayers every single day.
Keep your word strong, your soul clean,
Live proud, die free — that southern dream.
(Verse 2 – melody)
Backwoods talkin’, but my hearts on beat,
Country boy pride, yeah, that runs deep.
Taught the young bucks what respect means,
Ain’t just words — it’s the space between.
When the night gets cold, and the fire’s low,
You’ll find truth in the embers glow.
It’s not about fame, it’s about your name,
And how folks speak it when you’re gone someday.
(Bridge)
To every mama that broke her back,
Raisin’ boys with a heart and a plan intact.
To every son that stood up tall,
When his buddy was down, or his woman called.
We ain’t perfect, but we try to be,
Livin’ wild but prayin’ free.
Yeah, this bonfire life’s where I belong
God, my mama, and a real good song.
(Chorus)
So, raise that fire high, let the stars all see,
We’re country proud and wild and free.
Thank God for the ones who gave us love,
And mama down here and the Lord above.
Keep your hands rough, your heart right,
And live like the flame that burns tonight.
(Outro)
So, here’s to the boys that grew into men,
To the mamas who loved ‘em through thick and thin.
You don’t need much — just faith and pride,
And a good fire glowin’ on a southern night.
