Lyrics

"Beaches and Bands"

With a bird softly whistling
I sat down and listened
To the music it made for my morn
Not a footstep was heard
The house has no stir
But with kids nothing lasts very long

The coffee I made
Should be a cold beer today
No one here would look at me wrong
It's a long way to Nashville
From the dirt road on my hill
So wrote my own country song

Music round here
Goes well with rum and cold beer
The sunsets are all twice as long
We got beaches and bands
And dirt in our hands
And we sing our own country songs

Round bales and silos
A square dance on a back road
A bluefin taking the line
Where they all know my name
And my Grandad's the same
That's why this small town is mine

Music round here
Goes well with rum and cold beer
The sunsets are all twice as long
We got beaches and bands
And dirt in our hands
And we sing our own country songs

Music round here
Goes well with rum and cold beer
The sunsets are all twice as long
We got beaches and bands
And dirt in our hands
And we sing our own country songs

We got beaches and bands
Fiddles and sand
And we sing our own country songs