Track 8 of the album Letters from the Road, Postmarked Home · 2023
Folding Chairs on the Front Lawn
“Two glasses, two chairs and the evening light. It's about the kind of quiet that only two people can make.”
jazz-pop · jazz-pop · porch jazz · 3:29
Lyrics
We carried out the folding chairs Two glasses and a little light The grass is cool, the sky is wide It's a perfect late summer night The neighbours wave across the way The crickets tune their strings You pour me something sweet and cold And we talk of ordinary things Folding chairs on the front lawn Stars are coming out Nothing much to say tonight That's what it's all about Folding chairs on the front lawn You and me and June Take my hand, the night is warm Hum along to the moon A sprinkler ticks across the street A kettle sings inside A little dog goes wandering With nothing much to hide You tell me of your garden plans I tell you of my day And somewhere, someone's playing A radio far away Folding chairs on the front lawn Stars are coming out Nothing much to say tonight That's what it's all about Folding chairs on the front lawn You and me and June Take my hand, the night is warm Hum along to the moon Slow, slow, let it be slow Warm, warm, the evening glow Close your eyes, I'll hold the light Right here Folding chairs on the front lawn Stars are coming out Nothing much to say tonight That's what it's all about Folding chairs on the front lawn You and me and June Take my hand, the night is warm Hum along to the moon Hum along to the moon