Verse 1
Amber light resting on the corrugated tin
Dry red dust settling soft against your skin
Log drum rolling in the hollow of the crate
Sun dipping low, falling off the edge of day
You shift your hips before the measure comes around
Listening close for that heavy sliding sound
Pre-Chorus
Hear the low note slide
Pulling through the floor
Leaning side to side
Give it one step more
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend down into the ground
Nothing in the way of the rolling sound
Warm skin leaning where the rhythm goes
Feel the pitch bend all the way down slow
Verse 2
Copper sky fading into purple on the glass
Evening wind cutting through the heat that passed
Collar pulled open, shadow stretching tall
Bass notes shaking loose the mortar in the wall
Fingers hanging loose, moving with the drop
Everything bends and we never let it stop
Pre-Chorus
Hear the low note slide
Pulling through the floor
Leaning side to side
Give it one step more
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend down into the ground
Nothing in the way of the rolling sound
Warm skin leaning where the rhythm goes
Feel the pitch bend all the way down slow
Bridge
Hold your balance right against the line
No rushing now, we got all the time
When the note dips, let the body fall
Nothing else left in the dark at all
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend down into the ground
Nothing in the way of the rolling sound
Warm skin leaning where the rhythm goes
Feel the pitch bend all the way down slow