Your Hat Still Hangs by the Door

Your hat still hangs by the door Right where you left it that night Dust on the brim now But it still holds the light I reached for it this morning Like I’ve done a thousand times And for a second I believed You were just out riding the lines

Strange how the smallest things Can bring a man to his knees

Your hat still hangs by the door Like you’re walking back any day Like the trail just kept you longer Somewhere out on the plains Every crease in that old felt Every tear and every scar Still whispers all the miles Of the man you are

I remember winter mornings When the frost kissed the land You’d grab that hat and smile Say “Boy, a man’s gotta stand” And the world felt a little bigger When you walked into the sun Now the road feels like it’s missing Half the miles we begun

And the house holds its silence Like a prayer it can’t release

Your hat still hangs by the door Like you’re walking back any day Like the trail just kept you longer Somewhere out on the plains Every crease in that old felt Every tear and every scar Still whispers all the miles Of the man you are

The old stories say the Spartans Left their shields for sons to claim And the Romans left their banners Carrying honor in their name But the truest things a father leaves Ain’t carved in stone or war Sometimes it’s just a memory… And a hat by the door

Your hat still hangs by the door But it’s heavier now somehow Like the world leaned on it The day we laid you down And if heaven’s got a stable For the riders who came before Save me a place beside you… And I’ll hang mine by the door

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