Out on the Porch by Chuck Roehm

An old guitar and an old banjo, a harmonica and a fiddle with a bow,
A stand-up bass and a mandolin, folks would come to join right in,
Out on the porch when the moon was bright, they’d play on ‘til dawn’s first light.
The people would come and they would say, let’s play some music tonight.

Jenny Jo would rosin up her bow, She’d strike up the fiddle and the folks all know,
To come out of the stores, in from the farm, summer twilight evening it’s gonna be warm.
Out on the porch when the moon was bright, they’d play on ‘til dawn’s first light.
The people would come and they would say, let’s play some music tonight.

Peter would sit and play his guitar, with fingers so fast, like shooting stars.
His melodies were heaven sent, from the Milky Way to his old wood bench,
Out on the porch when the moon was bright, He’d play on ‘til dawn’s first light.
The people would come and they would say, let’s play some music tonight.

Mark’s harmonica’s soft or loud, he’d bring you down to earth or float you on a cloud.
That Hohner could talk as sweet as him, don’t you know I remember when,
We were out on the porch when the moon was bright; we’d play on ‘til dawns first light.
The people would come and they would say, let’s play some music tonight.

Dick’s banjo would play its song, Paul’s mandolin would play along,
Everything just seemed so right, the people would say, let’s play some music tonight.
It was out on the porch when the moon was bright, they’d play on ‘til dawns first light.
The people all came and they would say, let’s play some music tonight.
Let’s play some music tonight.