Backyard Cumbia & Front Porch Blues

[Intro – Accordion hums, soft strums, kids’ laughter fades in]
Mmm…
That day we threw carne on the grill and blues on the porch,
I knew… this love was different.

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[Verse 1 – Soft and proud, like warm sunlight]
She stepped out dancin’, barefoot on the lawn,
Cumbia in her hips, sun in her palm.
I had a sweet tea in my hand, blues playin’ slow,
Watched her twirl in rhythm with a heart I’d never known.

Abuelita laughin’, my mama hummin’,
Tamales and gumbo, kids all runnin’.
We didn’t need much, just a beat and a breeze—
Two cultures swayin’ under pecan trees.

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[Chorus – Harmonies rich with soul and brass]
Backyard cumbia, front porch blues,
Mix a little Tejas spice with Southern roots.
She got me two-steppin’ with a Tex-Mex queen,
In love with the way she stir that scene.

Somethin’ holy in the way we move—
Spanglish songs and barbecue.
Backyard cumbia, front porch blues,
And baby, I’d dance forever with you.

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[Verse 2 – Lightly playful, flirtatious]
Her daughter chasin’ my youngest son,
They laughin’ in Spanglish, havin’ fun.
She gave me that look from under her hat,
And Lord, I almost dropped my glass.

She got calloused hands and a soft brown smile,
And hips that swing like a bayou mile.
She bless her food, she bless my days—
And made me a home in the sweetest way.

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[Chorus – More gospel soul added]
Backyard cumbia, front porch blues,
We wrote a song with no excuse.
From barbacoa Sundays to crawfish nights,
She’s dancin’ through storms and makin’ ‘em right.

Accordion cryin’, breeze blowin’ through,
You in my arms, that’s my breakthrough.
Backyard cumbia, front porch blues,
A love that moves, and heals, and grooves.

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[Bridge – Spoken softly over guitar and soft horns]
A Southern man and a Mexican rose…
Built a home with rhythm, fire, and soul.
And now the kids got both in their name,
And we got music that’ll never fade.

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[Outro – Fades on accordion and soft brass]
Let ‘em talk, let ‘em hear, let ‘em see…
We made harmony out of history.
In backyard cumbia and front porch blues…
We found forever—and a hell of a groove.

Soulful male, Mexican cumbia rhythm, soulful blues guitar, Tejano accordion, upright bass, and New Orleans swing horns