Back Porch Band

Well, I love the sound of a fiddle string
And the hands of a man that can make it sing
Playing that melody clear and sweet
It'll touch your heart and tickle your feet

When I hear that mandolin
It's like the voice of a good old friend
It takes me back to a simpler day
Makes my troubles melt away

Woah let's get started, who knows when we'll be parted
No time to be downhearted on this night
Let's play some good old music
My heart sure could use it
Live it up a little while we can
Playing in a back porch bluegrass band

Well, I know a man who plays the bass
With a good old grin on his face
'Cause every not so deep a down
Strikes a chord down in his soul

When I've had all I can bear
In a life that isn't always fair
Nothing sets my soul at ease
Like that high-bound harmony

Woah let's get started, who knows when we'll be parted
No time to be downhearted on this night
Let's play some good old music
My heart sure could use it
Live it up a little while we can
Playing in a back porch bluegrass band

Yeah, when it's late
When the night has fallen
We can play
With the cadence calling, and we'll know
Long after we're gone, they'll keep up her song

Woah let's get started, who knows when we'll be parted
No time to be downhearted on this night
Let's play some good old music
My heart sure could use it
Live it up a little while we can
Playing in a back porch bluegrass band