Track 1 of the album Back Together and Barely in Tune · 2026
Grandpa's Bleachers, Our Whole Damn Town
“Our home-town anthem: Friday night lights and the whole town singing. It's the first song we wrote after we got back together.”
folk rock · heartland anthem · gang vocals · 3:45
Lyrics
Friday night and the lights come on Whole town gathers like a song Old men in their feed-store caps Kids with painted faces, mothers with laps Full of blankets and cocoa and cheer Stand up, stamp your feet Our whole damn town is on these seats Wooden bleachers, rickety and wide Everybody's family on this side Raise it up, raise it up For the ones who never lose the love Grandpa's bleachers, our whole damn town Nobody's going to bring us down The band plays flat and the horns are loud Nobody cares, we're a happy crowd The scoreboard flickers, the clock runs slow We lose by twenty but we don't let go Of the cheering, the singing, the cold night air Stand up, stamp your feet Our whole damn town is on these seats Wooden bleachers, rickety and wide Everybody's family on this side Raise it up, raise it up For the ones who never lose the love Grandpa's bleachers, our whole damn town Nobody's going to bring us down When the final whistle blows Everybody knows We'll be back next week, same seats Same warm hands, same heartbeats Stand up, stamp your feet Our whole damn town is on these seats Wooden bleachers, rickety and wide Everybody's family on this side Raise it up, raise it up For the ones who never lose the love Grandpa's bleachers, our whole damn town Nobody's going to bring us down Our whole damn town Nobody's gonna bring us down