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From the record
The Man Up At Camp

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[Intro]
He kept the fire burning
Even when the night turned cold
Hands worn down from the years
Still shaping stories told

[Verse 1]
They called him Blip up in Munising town
A man of few words, never sittin’ down
Always something to mend, something to build
Choppin’ that wood ‘til the valley stilled
He showed his love in the work he’d do
Quiet heart, but steady and true
Didn’t talk much, never had to say
You could feel his care in the things he made

[Chorus]
Up at camp, where the pine smoke rolls
He’s still there stoking them coals
You can hear him hum with the radio’s band
He carved a legacy with his hands
From the walls he raised to the fires he’d light
To the days that stretched into northern nights
He’s the man up at camp
And he’s still close by

[Verse 2]
Fifty years of love stood firm and clear
Lived for the ones he held so near
No fancy words, just a knowing glance
That kind of love don’t fade by chance
The kids still feel him, strong and near
In every hammer strike, in every tear
And when the next fire sparks to flame
They whisper softly his good name

[Chorus]
Up at camp, where the pine smoke rolls
He’s still there stoking them coals
You can hear him hum with the radio’s band
He carved a legacy with his hands
From the walls he raised to the fires he’d light
To the days that stretched into northern nights
He’s the man up at camp
And he’s still close by

[Bridge]
He never asked for praise or song
Just wanted things to carry on
Now every spark that drifts through the night
Is Blip saying, “Keep that fire right.”

[Final Chorus]
Up at camp, where the pine smoke rolls
He’s still there stoking them coals
When the night gets quiet, the stars get grand
You’ll feel the strength of that steady hand
From the wood he split to the life he planned
He carved his love in the heart of the land
He’s the man up at camp
And he’s still close by