Benjamin Aurelius - Strawberry Towel On The Tractor Seat (Copyright Free)

Official Audio for "Strawberry Towel On The Tractor Seat" by Benjamin Aurelius out now I offer my music copyright free so creators can use awesome music without the headaches, and make their projects feel bigger, better, and more exciting. Website: http://www.benjaminaurelius.com Email: [email protected] Stream: SoundCloud:   / benjaminaurelius   Instagram -   / bennyscalzo   TikTok -   / bennyscalzo   X - https://x.com/bennyscalzo Lyrics: [Verse 1] Rain quit early but the gravel stayed dark Thermos lid rolled by the seed catalog Dad's old pickup clicked like it knew the tune With mud on the pedals and July in bloom Evie waved a towel from her tennis bag Strawberry red with a grass-stain tag Mama said your brother's down at Miller's place With the borrowed rake and a sorry face [Pre-Chorus] I had a speech in my shirt pocket Sharp as fence wire, folded twice Then he pulled up quiet with a busted toolbox And tired rain in his eyes [Chorus] So I set that thermos lid by the seed catalog Let the water drip from the brim of my cap We fixed one hinge on Mama's garden gate Then ate peach hand pies on two paint cans Some days grace comes quiet In work gloves and wet socks With a strawberry towel on the tractor seat And a brother you almost lost [Verse 2] The radio talked about the moon near Saturn Evie drew rings on a paper napkin She said even planets need somebody close When the weather turns and the morning goes I said your uncle still owes me a socket set She said you still owe him one more chance yet Mama hid a smile in the supper steam Like forgiveness was beans and cornbread sweet [Pre-Chorus] He handed me pliers, I handed him mercy Neither one of us made a sound Just tightened the latch till the gate quit crying And the whole yard settled down [Chorus] So I set that thermos lid by the seed catalog Let the water drip from the brim of my cap We fixed one hinge on Mama's garden gate Then ate peach hand pies on two paint cans Some days grace comes quiet In work gloves and wet socks With a strawberry towel on the tractor seat And a brother you almost lost [Bridge] By sundown the beans were shining The barn cat slept on a feed-store sack Evie kept score with a purple crayon Of every good word we took back [Final Chorus] I set that thermos lid by the seed catalog Like a little tin moon where the porch light fell We left the old hurt out by the gatepost And let the summer rain rinse the well Some days grace comes quiet In work gloves and wet socks With a strawberry towel on the tractor seat And a brother walking home With a strawberry towel on the tractor seat And a brother walking home