Track 2 of the album State Line Hymnal · 2021
Blackout Singalong on the Porch Steps
“The whole street went dark and we sang on the porch steps for the neighbors. It's the most 'us' we've ever sounded.”
folk rock · porch singalong · warm folk rock · 3:45
Lyrics
The storm took the power at half past eight The whole street went dark as a drum Somebody lit a lantern on the porch next door And we all went out, one by one Old Mr. Haskell brought his banjo His wife brought a thermos of tea The kids brought blankets and a flashlight And I brought my guitar and my melody Sing it loud, sing it low Let the thunder keep the time We don't need the lights to know That every heart is fine Blackout singalong on the porch steps tonight Voices stitched together by a lantern's light Sing it loud, sing it low There's nowhere else I'd rather be We ran out of songs, so we made some up About the dog and the leaky tin roof The rain kept the rhythm on the garden gate And nobody needed proof Sing it loud, sing it low Let the thunder keep the time We don't need the lights to know That every heart is fine Blackout singalong on the porch steps tonight Voices stitched together by a lantern's light Sing it loud, sing it low There's nowhere else I'd rather be When the power came back at midnight Nobody moved to turn on a thing We sat in the glow of the last little flame And let the quiet sing Sing it loud, sing it low Let the thunder keep the time We don't need the lights to know That every heart is fine Blackout singalong on the porch steps tonight Voices stitched together by a lantern's light Sing it loud, sing it low There's nowhere else I'd rather be Nowhere else I'd rather be Nowhere else I'd rather be