Hardware Man 2.0

[Verse 1]

Morning light, the bell above the door begins to chime,

Another line of questions, and I'm short on time.

Folks asking left and right, what fits and what won't do,

I keep my voice polite, though my temper starts to brew.

[Chorus]

Oh, I'm your hardware man, selecting screws the best I can,

Though my patience wears so thin with every last demand,

I whisper up a prayer to help me understand,

To trade my grumps for grace your weary hardware man.

[Verse 2]

A fella wants a washer that we haven't sold in years,

A lady with a diagram that nearly brings me tears.

I take a breath, remember what I said last night,

God, help me treat them kindly, help me get this right.

[Chorus]

Oh, I'm your hardware man, selecting screws the best I can,

Though my patience wears so thin with every last demand,

I whisper up a prayer to help me understand,

To trade my grumps for grace your weary hardware man.

[Bridge]

Kindness isn't easy when the day feels twice as long,

But every little moment is a chance to right a wrong.

I'm learning as I go, with every creak and clang,

That God's in every person, though it's not always clear to me.

[Final Chorus]

Oh, I'm your hardware man, selecting screws the best I can,

Though my patience wears so thin with every last demand,

I whisper up a prayer to help me understand,

To fix more than the shelves your growing hardware man.