Back Porch Revival

Fireflies are dancing, dusk is rollin’ in

Grandpa’s old guitar is strumming through the wind

Rusty screen door banging in time with the beat

Bare feet on the steps, stomping out the heat

Raise a mason jar to the painted sky

Let this feeling never pass us by

We got stories to share and songs to sing

Banjo’s ringin’ out memories in the spring

Sweet southern laughter floating on the air

On this back porch revival, trouble don’t dare

Neighbors wandering over, pies in their hands

Cicadas whistling, joining the band

Old hound’s howlin’ at a passing car

While we’re two-steppin’ underneath the stars

Raise a mason jar to the painted sky

Let this feeling never pass us by

We got stories to share and songs to sing

Banjo’s ringin’ out memories in the spring

Sweet southern laughter floating on the air

On this back porch revival, trouble don’t dare

Let that harmonica bend and break the night

We’re holding on tight, everything’s all right

Every heartache faded with the band’s last call

Out here we’re family, and nothing can fall

We got stories to share and songs to sing

Banjo’s ringin’ out memories in the spring

Sweet southern laughter floating on the air

On this back porch revival, trouble don’t dareWhen the city fades and the world feels wild

Back porch revival brings you home with a smile