[Verse 1] Golden rays through redwood trees Blankets down on a patch of peace Laughter rolls like a mountain stream Children chasing a midsummer dream The cooler’s packed, guitars in hand Singing songs we don’t quite plan Cousins, neighbors, old best friends Hearts so full they just might bend [Chorus] It’s a Sunday in the pines Where the wildflowers entwine We’ve got stories, love, and time In the hush of Muir divine Oh, the sun is slow and kind And the world feels by design In this little fest of mine Sweet Sunday in the pines [Verse 2] Someone’s baking by the stream Apple pie and peaches & cream Hammocks sway, no need to race The world can wait, we found our place Mama’s singing that old James tune Uncle Joe’s whistling under the moon Even the wind joins our refrain In this holy, homemade champagne [Chorus] It’s a Sunday in the pines Where the wildflowers entwine We’ve got stories, love, and time In the hush of Muir divine Oh, the sun is slow and kind And the world feels by design In this little fest of mine Sweet Sunday in the pines [Bridge] Every soul needs a break from the noise Just the mountains, and these simple joys No gold could match what we’ve got today Hearts like rivers, finding their way [Chorus – soft, then building] It’s a Sunday in the pines Where the wildflowers entwine We’ve got stories, love, and time In the hush of Muir divine [Outro – gently fading] As the daylight softly winds And the sky in pink aligns We’ll remember all our lives Sweet Sunday in the pines
