Alone And Alright

Intro

Dust on the mailbox, mailbox leaning low

Silver moon saw seasons come and go

Quiet in the timber, past the county line

Old dog sleeping where the honeysuckles climb

Verse 1

Early light is breaking, dew upon the grass

Boots by the doorway, years and miles that passed

Left the city noise for fields of open air

Memory in his pocket, never questioning where

Pre-Chorus

He listens to the bluebirds, singing just for him

No one else around, and that’s just fine again

Chorus

He don’t mind the quiet, out here on his own

Sunrise on the porch, calls his heart a home

Wandered from the bustle, left it all behind

Found his kind of heaven in the simple life

Post-Chorus

Let that river flow, let that old wind blow

Verse 1

Early light is breaking, dew upon the grass

Boots by the doorway, years and miles that passed

Left the city noise for fields of open air

Memory in his pocket, never questioning where

Pre-Chorus

He listens to the bluebirds, singing just for him

No one else around, and that’s just fine again

Chorus

He don’t mind the quiet, out here on his own

Sunrise on the porch, calls his heart a home

Wandered from the bustle, left it all behind

Found his kind of heaven in the simple life

Post-Chorus

Let that river flow, let that old wind blow

Verse 2

Neighbors wave from trucks that rumble down the road

He tips his hat, lets his solitude unfold

Bass jump in the creek, coffee’s brewing slow

Peace is a friend, not something he must know

Pre-Chorus

He’s got wildflowers growing round a broken fence

Freedom in his bones makes perfect sense

Chorus

He don’t mind the quiet, out here on his own

Sunrise on the porch, calls his heart a home

Wandered from the bustle, left it all behind

Found his kind of heaven in the simple life

Post-Chorus

Let that river flow, let that old wind blow

Bridge

Sometimes he wonders, looking at the sky

If anyone remembers, or ever asks why

But here with the crickets, and the timeless pines

He’s rich with the moments city men can’t find

Chorus

He don’t mind the quiet, out here on his own

Sunrise on the porch, calls his heart a home

Wandered from the bustle, left it all behind

Found his kind of heaven in the simple life

Post-Chorus

Let that river flow, let that old wind blow

Let that river flow, let that old wind blow