Adventures with indie

Verse 1

Buckles clink

Loose gravel crunched under the black heavy hooves

Dusty felt tilted low

Found a creek where the tall willows grow

Gentle nod

Maybe a wave or a smile from the road

Nobody rushes here

Time stays stuck in the back of my head

Chorus

Stetson low across the rolling green

Better than anything I've seen

Handshake firm and the tea is hot

Staying in this holy quiet spot

I am staying

Really staying

Post-Chorus

Green fields

Blue hills

Far away

Green fields

Blue hills

Verse 2

Stone walls hide the cider press

Stood there and talked for a while I guess

Salt of the earth types

Dogs chasing after the shadow of crows

Cattle graze

Cattle wait for the rain

The leather feels soft on my hands today

Spurs dont ring because the grass is tall

Chorus

Stetson low across the rolling green

Better than anything I've seen

Handshake firm and the tea is hot

Staying in this holy quiet spot

I am staying

Really staying

Post-Chorus

Green fields

Blue hills

Far away

Green fields

Blue hills

Bridge

Strangers feel like old friends now

Under the elm tree

Under the heavy sky

Under the afternoon sun

Galloping through the morning mist

The cider tasted like a summer list

Chorus

Stetson low across the rolling green

Better than anything I've seen

Handshake firm and the tea is hot

Staying in this holy quiet spot

I am staying

Really staying

Outro

Keep the saddle on the rack

Never looking back

Just the valley

Just the view

I am home now

Really home now