(Verse 1)
Sun dips low, bleeding orange on the pines
Cicadas starting up their electric lines
Got the screen door creaking, rocking chair rhythm
Every soul in the county, we’re gonna live with ‘em
Cooler’s in the truck, ice is melting down
The only place to be is on the edge of town
Got the humidity thick, sticking to the skin
Waiting for the house beat to kick right in
(Pre-Chorus)
Yeah, the fireflies are blinking like a strobe light show
Got a bass-heavy pulse where the river flows
Leave your boots by the fence, kick it off tonight
Everything’s glowin’ in the porch light white
(Chorus)
Oh, southern summer nights, keep it running on high
Underneath a blanket of that deep velvet sky
We got the fiddle in the mix with a 4/4 snare
Dust kicking up in the humid night air
Yeah, we’re dancing till the dawn, let the rhythm take flight
Nothing like a southern summer night
(Nothing like a southern summer night)
(Verse 2)
Sweet tea spikes, yeah we’re pouring ‘em strong
Humming every word to a classic country song
But the synth’s sliding in, turning up the heat
Moving through the shadows with the bass on the beat
From the cotton field rows to the neon blur
Everything’s moving in a midnight purr
Don’t need a club, don’t need a downtown scene
Just a patch of dirt and a house-beat dream
(Chorus)
Oh, southern summer nights, keep it running on high
Underneath a blanket of that deep velvet sky
We got the fiddle in the mix with a 4/4 snare
Dust kicking up in the humid night air
Yeah, we’re dancing till the dawn, let the rhythm take flight
Nothing like a southern summer night
(Bridge)
(Breakdown—just the acoustic guitar and a muffled house kick)
It’s the pines whispering secrets in the dark
It’s the lightning in the sky before the spark
It’s the way the soul breathes when the work is done
Chasing down the moon like we chased the sun
(Build-up—snare roll accelerating, fiddle crescendo)
One, two, three, let it ride!
(Guitar/Synth Solo)
(Chorus)
Oh, southern summer nights, keep it running on high
Underneath a blanket of that deep velvet sky
We got the fiddle in the mix with a 4/4 snare
Dust kicking up in the humid night air
Yeah, we’re dancing till the dawn, let the rhythm take flight
Nothing like a southern summer night
(Outro)
Summer night, hold it tight
Porch light gold, yeah, that’s all we know
Keep the rhythm going, keep the beat low
Southern summer night…
(Fade out with fading acoustic guitar and a steady kick drum)
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