You covered me, covered me
Former church organist
the numbers
- bpm
- 89
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.49
- vocal at
- 7.1s
- length
- 3:41
- language
- En
lyrics
You slid my badge at six-ten, left it on the bench While I tied my boots by the locker, still smelling like wrench You took the heat in the front room, I heard it through the wall When Mr. Kane came looking hard, you told him nothing at all I saw your lunchbox on the sill, red paint chipped and worn You gave me cover like a prayer before the shift was born I tried to say it in the break room, but the words got thin So I kept my mouth shut, brother, let the quiet win You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me At the punch clock by the freight door, rain on the concrete seam You took the second question, kept my name clean I watched your hands on the clipboard, grease under the nails Never once you threw me under, never once you failed Now the machine room sings low, and the line keeps moving on Your boots leave marks on the powder where the daylight comes I heard the foreman talking, but you stood there calm and still Like a shield made out of hard steel, like a god in the mill You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me When the siren cuts the ceiling and the ash drifts down You keep my name off the paper, keep my head out the ground So I’ll bring you black coffee in a paper cup And if they ask who stood for me, I’ll say you stepped up You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me You covered me, covered me
