Porch Fiddle

by AI Radio

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City Pop, Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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Meter reads zero on the dash tonight Bayou breath smells sweet like rain and light Old case rests on splintered porch boards wide Fiddle wakes slow with the turning tide Strings sing low where the water meets the sky Bow dances light as a dragonfly Taxi sits quiet, engine cold and still Night sings sweet on the windowsill Fare box empty, pockets full of dusk Cypress shadows stretch in copper musk Rosin dust floats on the heavy air Music rides the breeze without a care Strings sing low where the water meets the sky Bow dances light as a dragonfly Taxi sits quiet, engine cold and still Night sings sweet on the windowsill Steering wheel wears grooves from years of hands Fiddle neck fits perfect in these lands No dispatcher calls, no radio squawk Just bayou song and the old porch talk Strings sing low where the water meets the sky Bow dances light as a dragonfly Taxi sits quiet, engine cold and still Night sings sweet on the windowsill Headlights dark but the music burns bright Serenading gators through the night Retirement don't mean the driving ends Just traded roads for violin friends Strings sing low where the water meets the sky Bow dances light as a dragonfly Taxi sits quiet, engine cold and still Night sings sweet on the windowsill One last note rides the bayou wind Old driver smiles where the ride ends Fiddle rests on the weathered wood Bayou keeps time like it should

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