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Raised by Refrains

Verse 1
Daddy worked late, hands full of rust
Mama held on, but it wasn’t enough
Old radio cracklin’ in a kitchen of pain
That’s where I learned how to sing through the rain

Pre-Chorus
Didn’t have much, but I had those lines
Every broken word felt like it was mine

Chorus
I was raised by refrains and a beat-up guitar
By stories of heartbreak and runaway cars
Every “I’m sorry” and every “goodbye”
Was a song in the dark that taught me to try
Yeah, I grew up on chords that knew my name
Didn’t come from money, didn’t come from fame
But I learned how to stand through the hurt and the pain
I was raised… raised by refrains

Verse 2
Back porch nights, cheap six-string sound
Neighbors complainin’, but I turned it loud
Dreamin’ of roads I ain’t seen yet
With a head full of songs and a heart full of regret

Pre-Chorus
Every verse was a place to hide
Every chorus kept me alive

Chorus
I was raised by refrains and a beat-up guitar
By stories of heartbreak and runaway cars
Every “I’m sorry” and every “goodbye”
Was a song in the dark that taught me to try
Yeah, I grew up on chords that knew my name
Didn’t come from money, didn’t come from fame
But I learned how to stand through the hurt and the pain
I was raised… raised by refrains

Bridge
Now I’m out on the road, chasing neon lights
Still hear that old radio late at night
And every crowd sings what I couldn’t say
Guess those old refrains never fade away

Final Chorus (slightly bigger)
Yeah, I was raised by refrains and a beat-up guitar
By songs that carried me this far
Every tear, every scar, every wrong turn lane
Turned into lines that I still can’t explain
Yeah, I grew up where the lost hearts remain
In the echo of a simple refrain
And no matter how far I go or I change
I’ll always be raised… by refrains