Track 9 of the album Borrowed Time · 2017
Nobody Clapped and That Was Fine
“We fixed a church roof for free and played for nobody. It turned out to be the best crowd of our lives.”
folk rock · warm heartland rock · gang vocals · 3:16
Lyrics
We fixed the roof on the old church hall Four of us, a ladder, and a borrowed maul Nobody came to watch us climb We just did it on our own sweet time Sunburnt necks and splinters in our hands Sandwiches eaten where the shingle lands When the last nail sank we sat in the shade Didn't need a word for the work we made Nobody clapped and that was fine We stood back and we toed the line Of a roof that's straight and a job done right Gonna keep out the rain on a Sunday night Nobody clapped and that was fine Pride don't always need to shine It sits real quiet in your chest Like a good day's work and a well-earned rest Pastor came by with a plate of pie Said thank you with a tear in his eye We shrugged it off and loaded the van Just four tired boys who did what they can Nobody clapped and that was fine We stood back and we toed the line Of a roof that's straight and a job done right Gonna keep out the rain on a Sunday night Nobody clapped and that was fine Pride don't always need to shine It sits real quiet in your chest Like a good day's work and a well-earned rest Years from now when the storms roll through And the congregation sings in the dry and the true They'll never know whose hands were there But we will, and that's our share Nobody clapped and that was fine We stood back and we toed the line Of a roof that's straight and a job done right Gonna keep out the rain on a Sunday night Nobody clapped and that was fine Pride don't always need to shine It sits real quiet in your chest Like a good day's work and a well-earned rest Nobody clapped And that was fine