Verse
Screen door slappin' to a two-four beat
Mason jars linin' up on the concrete
Somebody's cousin brought a fiddle and a folding chair
June bugs bangin' on the porch light glare
Gravel dust kicked up on my boots
Grandma's radio playin' something bluesy and loose
We got nowhere to be and all night to prove it
Hold this feeling, baby, don't you move it
Pre-Chorus
So what if the summer's slippin' fast
What if this is the last one we get to have
Then let's make it loud enough to last
Chorus
Kick up the porch light, let the moths come dancin' in
Stomp on these floorboards till the whole house sings again
We're burnin' daylight but we don't care what time it is
Kick up the porch light, hold on to a feeling like this
Verse
Sweet tea sweatin' on the wooden rail
Somebody's dog is chasin' his own tail
Fireflies blinkin' out a Morse code in the yard
Sayin' stay right here, don't make it hard
Cicadas hummin' like they know the words
Every laugh we throw gets caught up in the dirt
Tomorrow's comin' but it can wait its turn
Right now's the only thing worth trying to earn
Pre-Chorus
So what if the summer's slippin' fast
What if this is the last one we get to have
Then let's make it loud enough to last
Chorus
Kick up the porch light, let the moths come dancin' in
Stomp on these floorboards till the whole house sings again
We're burnin' daylight but we don't care what time it is
Kick up the porch light, hold on to a feeling like this
Bridge
Years from now when the porch is gone
And this house is just a photograph on someone's wall
I'll still hear the boots on the boards
Still taste the tea, still feel it all
Some nights don't need a reason
Some nights just need to be held
Chorus
Kick up the porch light, let the moths come dancin' in
Stomp on these floorboards till the whole house sings again
We're burnin' daylight but we don't care what time it is
Kick up the porch light, hold on to a feeling like this
Kick up the porch light, hold on to a feeling like this
