Bruised and Sweet
Style: Bluegrass romp

[Verse 1]
Crates stacked up outside the stall
Bruised nectarines about to fall
Nobody wants the battered ones
But you're the sweetest under the sun

[Pre-chorus]
Skin a little marked don't mean it's spoiled
Best fruit's always the one that's toiled
So light the candles, let's get loud

[Chorus]
Nathan, Nathan, pull up a chair
We waited all year to see you there
Nathan, grab that fiddle, let it ring
Bruised and sweet is a beautiful thing

[Verse 2]
Pick the ripest, leave the rest
You always come out as the best
Dented boxes, dusty road
Still you carry the whole load

[Pre-chorus]
Skin a little marked don't mean it's spoiled
Best fruit's always the one that's toiled
So light the candles, let's get loud

[Chorus]
Nathan, Nathan, pull up a chair
We waited all year to see you there
Nathan, grab that fiddle, let it ring
Bruised and sweet is a beautiful thing

[Bridge]
Banjo's tuning, feet start tapping
Whole room's clapping, nobody's napping
Here's to the years that left their marks
Here's to you lighting up the dark

[Chorus]
Nathan, Nathan, pull up a chair
We waited all year to see you there
Nathan, grab that fiddle, let it ring
Bruised and sweet is a beautiful thing

[Outro]
Take the last nectarine, it's yours
Sweetest thing that walked through these doors

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