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Verse 1 Little hands on daddy's guitar, strings too wide to hold Every chord a mountain then, every note was gold He showed me how the music breathes, how the silence sings Now I carry all those lessons in these weathered strings Chorus Here's to the music makers, the dreamers down the road Everyone who showed me how to lighten up my load From the stages to the side doors, from the laughter to the tears You're the melody that's carried me across these years Verse 2 Twenty-something in a folk band, learning how to blend Harmonies in coffee shops, voices 'round the bend They taught me less is sometimes more, and how to share the light How a song belongs to everyone who sings it through the night Chorus Here's to the music makers, the dreamers down the road Everyone who showed me how to lighten up my load From the stages to the side doors, from the laughter to the tears You're the melody that's carried me across these years Bridge Then I found my own voice rising, stepping to the front Learned the rush of solo spotlights, giving what I want Industry folks with open doors, some that closed again Each one left a fingerprint, made me who I am Chorus Here's to the music makers, the ones still yet to meet Every soul who hears the rhythm in their heartbeat From my father's old guitar to wherever this road leads You're the chorus I keep singing, you're the company I need
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