Verse
Screen door slaps like a snare drum crack
Gravel lot fills up, truck bed stack
Christmas lights strung on a wire so thin
Somebody's cousin plays the mandolin
Porch boards creak under boot heel beat
Dust kicks gold in the amber heat
Jar of tea gone warm on the rail
Nobody's checking the time or the mail
Pre-Chorus
So what if the morning comes calling
What if the whole town's asleep
We got the fiddle still hollering
Who says freedom ain't cheap
Chorus
Boots on the porch tonight
Stomping till the stars catch fire
Hands clapping, hearts flying higher
Nowhere to be, no clock, no fight
Just gravel dust and firefly light
Boots on the porch tonight
Verse
Trade my Sunday shoes for these worn-out soles
Kick off the week, let the music take hold
Grandpa's old radio hums through the wall
Every worry we had just got small
Cousins spinning, grandma claps the time
Somebody's hollering "one more line"
The whole yard shaking like a heartbeat drum
Freedom tastes like where we're from
Pre-Chorus
So what if the morning comes calling
What if the whole town's asleep
We got the fiddle still hollering
Who says freedom ain't cheap
Chorus
Boots on the porch tonight
Stomping till the stars catch fire
Hands clapping, hearts flying higher
Nowhere to be, no clock, no fight
Just gravel dust and firefly light
Boots on the porch tonight
Bridge
Someday these boards might quiet down
Someday we'll scatter cross this town
But tonight the porch light's burning gold
Tonight we're young, we're free, we're whole
Chorus
Boots on the porch tonight
Stomping till the stars catch fire
Hands clapping, hearts flying higher
Nowhere to be, no clock, no fight
Just gravel dust and firefly light
Boots on the porch tonight
