Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Old screen door Squeaks, then sighs You slide that chair Right next to mine Thick smoke curls In the last of the light Your laugh hits first Then the fireflies [Chorus] We got cigars and bourbon on the back porch Letting that long day fade Talking ’bout the trouble and the good years Every dumb mistake we made Blues in the speakers, soul in our voices Jazz in the way time moves Just me and my old man sharing That back porch blues [Verse 2] You say, “Boy You remember that truck?” Bent front fender But we called it luck We toast to nights We barely got through You stare ahead I just watch you [Chorus] We got cigars and bourbon on the back porch Letting that long day fade Talking ’bout the trouble and the good years Every dumb mistake we made Blues in the speakers, soul in our voices Jazz in the way time moves Just me and my old man sharing That back porch blues [Bridge] You take a slow draw I take your old phrases Turn ’em over in my head Like worn-out pages You say, “One day You’ll be right where I’m at” I smile in the dark Say, “I know about that” (oh yeah) [Chorus] We got cigars and bourbon on the back porch Letting that long day fade Talking ’bout the trouble and the good years Every dumb mistake we made Blues in the speakers, soul in our voices Jazz in the way time moves Just me and my old man holding These back porch blues
Tags
jazz, Slow back-porch blues with warm electric guitar, upright bass, soft ride cymbal, and male vocals; gentle organ pads sneak in on the chorus, with laid-back, conversational verses that sit close to the mic and a wider, harmony-laced hook that sways like old soul and late-night jazz, soul, blues
Duration
3:54
Instrumental
No
Created
3/29/2026