VibeFoundry - Raise That Bastard Right | Southern Rock

Raise That Bastard Right is a gritty southern rock tribute to the kind of man who steps in, grabs the reins, and raises a kid that ain’t his. This hard-hitting track blends sawdust, sweat, and stubborn love into a raw story of a redneck father figure who carved a boy into a man—with no words, just work. No hugs, no praises, just a hand on the shoulder and a truck key tossed at the right time.

Crank it loud and raise a cold one to the bastards who stayed when they didn’t have to.

Lyrics:
He walked in, boots like bricks
Smelled like smoke and diesel mix
Didn’t ask and didn’t beg
Just grabbed a saw and broke a leg

Cutting boards from busted pine
Sweat and sawdust, cheap red wine
Didn’t smile, but damn he stayed
Built his worth with every blade

He raised that bastard right
Taught me how to stand and fight
Hit like hell but held me tight
He raised that bastard right

I mouthed off, I swung in vain
“That all you got?” – he brought the pain
Dropped me flat, no room to quit
“Get up, boy, don’t throw a fit”

He fed me grit, not no praise
Taught me work and not just ways
“Don’t lie, don’t steal, don’t run from heat”
“Stand your ground or take defeat”

Before he died, he tossed the keys
Rusty truck and memories
No goodbye, just that look
“Drive it hard and write your book”

He raised that bastard right
Taught me how to stand and fight
Hit like hell but held me tight
He raised that bastard right

He didn’t have to.
But he did.

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