Class Before I Touch It
Twin slide guitars and a road-trip groove power a song about driving hundreds of miles for training, and this take slows into more of a heartland feel.
The stories behind Class Before I Touch It
- The Southern-Rock Drive Behind "Class Before I Touch It" — Twin slide guitars and a road-trip groove power a song about driving hundreds of miles for training, and this take slows into more of a heartland feel.
- Class Before I Touch It: The Road Trip to Earn the Right to Fix Something — A southern-rock anthem follows a six-hundred-mile drive to a training class, because some machines don't forgive a guess.
Lyrics
Back to back and hit the interstate, 600 miles
to sit and wait
In a classroom full of strangers like me
Learning the guts of a machine we'll need
I won't touch it till I know it right
Won't crack the case on faith alone tonight
Drove all day just to learn the way.
Coming home certified.
Come what may.
Come what may.
Diagrams up on a well -worn screen
The instructors sing things I've never seen
Three long days of hands and heat
Till the machine in me finally meet.
I won't touch it till I know it right.
Won't crack the case on faith alone tonight.
Drove all day just to learn the way.
Coming home certified.
Come with me.
Some machines don't forgive a guess
You earn the right before you touch the rest
Drove out green, drove home renewed
The lesson learned and now the cert too
I won't touch it till I know it right
Won't crack the case on faith alone tonight I drove all
day just to learn the way
Coming home certified Come with me
Coming home set at five
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