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Brantley's Daddy — Daddy & Son 2 by Beth

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Brantley's Daddy — Daddy & Son 2

Country,Neutral Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Late summer sun, red four-wheeler humming,
Brantley climbs up, boots already caked with mud.
Dada tips his hat, Bible tucked in the saddlebag, humming,
“Keep your hands steady, trust God and trust the road.”
We cut down to Willow Creek where the water curls and runs,
He jokes I’ll never beat him at a mud-splash race — I grin.
Gasoline, pine, and laughter — simple things we call Sunday fun,
When he revs the engine, I know I’m right where I begin.
(Chorus)
Brantley’s Daddy — best friend for life,
Red wheels, sunset, and that flashlight smile. (repeat)
Brantley’s Daddy — steady through the night,
One small hand on his, and everything’s all right. (repeat)
(Verse 2)
He leads with steady, honest hands and quiet prayers at dawn,
Shows me when to hang on tight, when to ease, when to let go.
Tells the same knock-knock joke so I laugh until it’s gone,
Calls me “Little Man,” then teaches me a verse he loves to know.
We patch a tire by the barn, he hums a hymn about the Son,
Tucks a crumpled map where I can find it when I roam.
Every crooked path he’s walked becomes the place my roots are from —
Every sunset with my Dada is a story that feels like home.
(Chorus)
Brantley’s Daddy — best friend for life,
Red wheels, sunset, and that flashlight smile. (repeat)
Brantley’s Daddy — steady through the night,
One small hand on his, and everything’s all right. (repeat)
(Bridge)
There was that night by Willow Creek when the rain began to come,
He said, “Boy, sing the line back to me — you’ll find your way.”
I mouthed the words he taught me, “Trust the trail, trust God above,”
And in that echo I discovered I’d learned more than a day.
It wasn’t just the riding, it was the promises he gave,
A joke, a prayer, a grip on the bar — the kind that saves.
(Chorus - Final)
Brantley’s Daddy — best friend for life,
Red wheels, sunset, and that flashlight smile. (repeat)
Brantley’s Daddy — steady through the night,
One small hand on his, and everything’s all right. (repeat)
(Outro)
When the road bends soft and night falls slow and long,
We’ll still be riding, singing that same old song.
Dada, Father, and Son — a circle passing on,
Brantley and his Daddy — where my heart belongs.