Bucket Full of Good
Style: Bluegrass romp

[Verse 1]
Found an old bucket on the shore
Handle rusted, wrapped in weed
Salt and years and nothing more
But it held on, the way you lead

[Pre-chorus]
That old handle still can hold
Every year it don't let go
Something's building, gonna show

[Chorus]
Spencer, grab your coat and dance
Nobody else can hold a room
We didn't plan this, took a chance
But Spencer, watch that candle bloom

[Verse 2]
Seaweed dries but keeps its shape
Twisted round the rusted iron
You're the knot we can't escape
Heart of every fire we're firing

[Pre-chorus]
That old handle still can hold
Every year it don't let go
Something's building, gonna show

[Chorus]
Spencer, grab your coat and dance
Nobody else can hold a room
We didn't plan this, took a chance
But Spencer, watch that candle bloom

[Bridge]
Rust don't mean a thing is done
Weed still holds when tide comes home
You're the one we're singing to
Under all these stars we've known

[Chorus]
Spencer, grab your coat and dance
Nobody else can hold a room
We didn't plan this, took a chance
But Spencer, watch that candle bloom

[Outro]
That rusted handle's holding still
Same as you, and always will

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