Lyrics
(Verse 1)
In the heart of the night, under that old moonlight,
There's a melody, sweet as a memory,
Whispering through the pines, carried on the vine,
Of the songs we love, from the stars above.
(Chorus 1)
It’s a tribute to the strings, that taught our hearts to sing,
To the boots that danced, in dust and romance.
Hank, Johnny, and June, under that Nashville moon,
Oh, they paved the way, we’re just here to play,
Echoes down the line, in a three-quarter time.
(Verse 2)
From a vinyl crackle, to a truck's gentle rattle,
The stories they told, worth more than gold.
Love lost and found, in a small town sound,
With a guitar strum, we’ve all come undone.
(Chorus 1)
It’s a tribute to the strings, that taught our hearts to sing,
To the boots that danced, in dust and romance.
Hank, Johnny, and June, under that Nashville moon,
Oh, they paved the way, we’re just here to play,
Echoes down the line, in a three-quarter time.
[Verse 3]
Under the bar light, everything’s just right,
Old tales retell, in a honky-tonk spell.
Raise a glass or two, to the old and new,
In the song we trust, leaving dust to dust.
[Bridge]
Let the fiddle play, chase your cares away,
Feel that steel guitar wipe away each scar.
With a gentle sway, let the music say,
We’re in this together, come whatever weather.
(Chorus 1)
It’s a tribute to the strings, that taught our hearts to sing,
To the boots that danced, in dust and romance.
Hank, Johnny, and June, under that Nashville moon,
Oh, they paved the way, we’re just here to play,
Echoes down the line, in a three-quarter time.
[verse 4]
Here’s to the legends' tunes, like Merle and George Jones,
And the sweet sound waves from old Willie’s days.
Cash’s deep, dark moan, to Dolly’s tender tone,
They sang their hearts true, lit our paths anew.
(Chorus 3)
A salute to those today, like Keith, Carrie, and Blake,
Garth’s thunder rolls, Miranda’s soulful goals.
From Luke’s hearty calls, to Wallen’s whiskey brawls,
They keep the flame alive, with every chord they drive,
Echoes down the line, in that sweet old country rhyme.
(Chorus 1)
It’s a tribute to the strings, that taught our hearts to sing,
To the boots that danced, in dust and romance.
Hank, Johnny, and June, under that Nashville moon,
Oh, they paved the way, we’re just here to play,
Echoes down the line, in a three-quarter time.
(Outro)
So here’s to the rhymes, that withstand the times,
Country’s soulful cry, that never will die.
Just a simple song, to carry us along,
Echoes down the line, forever entwined.
