[Verse 1] All lands fell to gray Fences bent in the rain Every road back home Led to hunger and pain Old Paul found a rumor Carried on the wire About a President Bringing law to the fire
[Pre-Chorus] He looked at the children By the broken gate Said, "Hold on a little longer We ain't done with fate" Maps in his hands Hope in his eyes He could hear that future Calling through the lies
[Chorus] Old Paul, take us home Old Paul, lead us on With a steady hand We'll make it strong Old Paul, take us home Old Paul, lead us on Where the fields wake up And the good days come
[Verse 2] He walked through the ruins Past the busted signs Told every settler "You still got time" Shored up the walls Mended the seams Put a name on tomorrow And a roof on dreams
[Pre-Chorus] He looked at the children By the broken gate Said, "Hold on a little longer We ain't done with fate" Maps in his hands Hope in his eyes He could hear that future Calling through the lies
[Chorus] Old Paul, take us home Old Paul, lead us on With a steady hand We'll make it strong Old Paul, take us home Old Paul, lead us on Where the fields wake up And the good days come
[Bridge] Now the night don't own us Not like it did before There's a light on every porch And a guard at every door The old roads remember What the lost ones knew When one man believes it A whole world comes through
[Final Chorus] Old Paul, take us home Old Paul, lead us on With a steady hand We'll make it strong Old Paul, take us home Old Paul, lead us on Where the fields wake up And the good days come
Musikstil
Country ballad with a steady midtempo stomp, brushed drums and picked acoustic guitar; verse rides sparse guitar, harmonica, and upright bass, pre-chorus lifts with pedal steel swells and handclaps, chorus opens wide with stacked harmony and a singalong refrain. Lead vocal is warm and worn, with doubled hooks and short delay throws. Dusty tambourine lifts, wind-like reverse swells, bright punchy mix with a rustic radio sheen., restoring, country