Purple Valley Campfire

[Verse 1]
Sleepy eyes
Smoke in the sky
Camp fire coffee
Coolin’ by my side
Cows in the creek
Bell-low and sigh
Horses tied on the picket line
Breath hangin’ white
[Chorus]
In this purple valley
Where the day lays down slow
Every ember’s glow
Feels like a prayer I used to know
In this purple valley
I’m as small as I can be
Camp fire coffee in my hand
And the night holdin’ me
[Verse 2]
Boots by the blanket
Hat on a stone
Coyotes complain
Somewhere out there alone
Stars lean closer
Like they’re tryin’ to speak
Cows in the creek stand shining
Moon on their backs so meek
[Chorus]
In this purple valley
Where the day lays down slow
Every ember’s glow
Feels like a prayer I used to know
In this purple valley
I’m as small as I can be
Camp fire coffee in my hand
And the night holdin’ me (yeah)
[Bridge]
I could stay right here forever
With these sleepy eyes half-closed
Horses tied on the picket line
Guardin’ everything I love the most
[Chorus]
In this purple valley
Where the day lays down slow
Every ember’s glow
Feels like a prayer I used to know
In this purple valley
Let the whole world be
Camp fire coffee in my hand
And the night holdin’ me

country, Warm old-country ballad with male vocals, gentle brushed snare and upright bass, slow swinging tempo. Fingerpicked acoustic leads, fiddle fills answering vocal phrases, and a soft pedal steel bed. Intimate verse, then chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a subtle organ pad. Mix leans cozy and close, like a late-night front porch session., smooth