Built You Home

Song about a Man who finds a beat up old Chevvy and takes it home, spends years restoring it, only for it to get stolen. He tracks the car down, then takes his retribution out on the thieves, becoming a vigilante, keeping the streets safe. If you liked this song, please hit the subscribe button as it helps independent artists like me to reach more people, many thanks. ‪@RichardPoile63‬ [Intro] Bought you bent, half-buried in the weeds A rusted shell with a key that wouldn’t turn [Verse 1] I dragged you home on a borrowed chain Found your good bones beneath the rain Years of knuckles, weekends gone One last crank—and the old heart caught on I knew each rattle, each stubborn spark The sound you made rolling out of the dark [Pre-Chorus] Then one cold morning, an empty space Oil on the gravel, no sign, no trace [Chorus] They took the one thing I made my own Left me staring at a stripped-down home I’ll find the hands that drove you away Bring you back before the break of day You were more than steel, more than chrome You were every year I built you home [Verse 2] I followed whispers past the freight-yard fence A bent blue fender was all the evidence Three hard faces by a shuttered shop They laughed when I stepped from the parking lot I gave them one chance to make things right Then made sure they remembered that night [Pre-Chorus] The keys came back; I checked every seam Your engine answered like a waking dream [Chorus] I got the one thing they stole from me Pulled you out where the road ran free Now every wrong that prowls these lanes Gets one more warning before it learns my name You were more than steel, more than chrome You were every year I built you home [Bridge] I don’t wear a badge, I don’t claim a crown Just a pair of headlights cutting through town When a frightened voice calls from the dark I turn the key—and I know where to start [Lead Break] [Final Chorus] They took the one thing I made my own I brought you back, and I’m not alone Now I patrol where the lost roads bend A quiet engine, a stubborn friend You were more than steel, more than chrome You were every year I built you home [Outro] Every wrong turn leaves a trail Your old heart growls beneath the vei