[Intro] Low sun on the porch step Old man hummin’ that truth Said “Boy This fire inside you Ain’t just burnin’ for you” [Verse 1] Bare feet in the red dirt Rust nail hangin’ my cross Mama countin’ every penny Daddy drownin’ in his loss But I could feel that thunder Rattlin’ my shaky frame Like a river cuttin’ through me Like somebody knew my name [Chorus] The power in us runs through his veins Every bruise Every prayer Every chain From the cotton fields to the midnight trains The power in us runs through his veins Through his veins Through his veins [Verse 2] He worked steel by the furnace Hands black Eyes full of rain Said “Pain’ll try to own you If you let it sign your name” Tore his shirt Showed that scar line Like a map across his side “Boy I walked right through that darkness Found a light they couldn’t hide” [Chorus] [guitar solo – raw Melodic bends answering the last chorus line] [Verse 3] He said “I buried my father On a Tuesday Hard and cold Learned the ground don’t take the spirit It just takes the weight you hold” I felt sweat on my shoulders Like his hands pressed down on me “Stand up straight in your story You were born to walk it free” [Pre-Chorus] He said “You feel that current? That deep hum in your chest?” I said “Yeah It’s like a storm cloud” He said “That’s your borrowed strength” [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] From the juke joints To the back pews From the back roads To the courtrooms All that hurtin’ All that faith Flowed together In one name [voice rising Call-and-response ad-libs] “I ain’t breakin’” (You ain’t breakin’) “I ain’t shakin’” (You ain’t shakin’) “I’m the echo Of his flame” [Chorus] [guitar solo – long Wailing outro Band drops to half-time Organ swelling under sustained notes]

rock, Gritty hard rock band live in a sweaty club, male vocals; open with a slow delta-blues riff and slide guitar, drums entering halfway through the first verse. Chorus slams with overdriven guitars, big soulful backing vocals, and a driving groove. Two guitar solos: one short, vocal-like bend-heavy break after the first chorus; one extended, wailing outro solo with call-and-response licks over a half-time feel. Organ pads sneak in under the last chorus for a gospel-tinged uplift., soul, chicago blues, blues, light, hard rock, delta blues, deep

Power In His Veins