Back Porch Memories

Lyrics

[Verse]
Grandpa’s boots sit by the door,
The leather’s cracked, but they’ve seen more.
The screen door squeals as it swings wide,
Years of summers, on this old porch side.

[Verse 2]
Mason jars lined along the rail,
Picklin’ stories, the whiskey tales.
A cedar swing, swayin’ free,
It holds the weight of memories.

[Chorus]
Oh, the back porch carries time,
Whispers of love in its wooden spine.
Footsteps worn into the floor,
Echo this heart forevermore.

[Verse 3]
Cicadas hum in harmony,
Their song’s a sweet symphony.
Under the moon, ‘neath a starry dome,
This porch is a church, a sacred home.

[Bridge]
Creaks and groans, it's aged but true,
Bears the weight of me and you.
Through every season, storm, and sun,
It keeps our stories, every one.

[Chorus]
Oh, the back porch carries time,
Whispers of love in its wooden spine.
Footsteps worn into the floor,
Echo this heart forevermore.