Lyrics

[Verse]
Old Joe plays his fiddle under pine trees tall
His rusty trombone echoes through the valley call
With every note we sway and twirl so free
In this land of music mountains touch the sea

[Verse 2]
High noon brings a dance feet stomp the dirt
Fingers fly on banjos hearts flirt and flirt
The air is filled with tunes of joy and cheer
We sing and play and forget our world of fear

[Chorus]
Blow that brass let it shine
String that banjo yours and mine
Together we make rhythm sweet and true
In the mountains where the sky is always blue

[Bridge]
Moonlight whispers secrets to the stars
Trombone and fiddle carry the bars
With every breath a melody grows bold
The night is young its story unfolds

[Verse 3]
Old Joe keeps his fiddle close to his chest
With a tired smile he plays his best
The trombone slides and echoes in the night
All our worries vanish in the music light

[Chorus]
Blow that brass let it shine
String that banjo yours and mine
Together we make rhythm sweet and true
In the mountains where the sky is always blue