[Intro — acoustic guitar alone] [Holler Roll-Up call and answer] [Upright bass enters, then brushes and piano] [Bubba — male, spoken] Well, come on up. Coffee’s ready. [Verse 1 — Bubba] There’s a chair with a wobble by the gazebo rail, A little white dog on a squirrel’s fresh trail. Heather hollers, “Patrick, did you bring that cup?” I say, “Yes, ma’am, honey—and I filled it up.” Five shots steaming in the cool morning air, Got a whole lot of living in this old chair. Used to think peace was a place I’d find, Now I sit here quiet, let the day unwind. [Darlene — female] You gonna sit there all day? [Bubba] Well, I might dance a little first. [Chorus — Bubba and Darlene] Let that screen door swing, Let that old porch sing. Bring your tired feet up these steps, You don’t have to bring a thing. There’s room beside the coffee, There’s another chair to fill. Let that screen door swing— We got some morning left here still. [Instrumental turn — banjo joins fiddle] [Holler Roll-Up hook] [Verse 2 — Darlene] You can tell me where you came from, You can tell me where it hurts. You can sit without explaining In your Sunday best or work shirt. There ain’t a clock above the doorway Telling you it’s time to go. If you need a little quiet, We can let that coffee slow. [Bubba — male] Trigger’s got a different notion— He thinks everybody came for him. [Darlene — female] Well, looking at that little face, I wouldn’t argue, Jim! [Bubba — spoken] Patrick, darling. Patrick! [Chorus — duet, horns enter] Let that screen door swing, Let that old porch sing. Bring your tired feet up these steps, You don’t have to bring a thing. There’s room beside the coffee, There’s another chair to fill. Let that screen door swing— We got some morning left here still. [Instrumental — electric guitar calls, tenor sax answers] [Harmonica plays the Roll-Up hook] [Piano rolls into stomp-and-clap breakdown] [Bubba — male] Boot heel! [Darlene — female] Handclap! [Both] Bring that little banjo back! [Bridge — quiet guitar and Hammond] [Bubba] Lord, I spent some precious mornings With my mind a mile away. Thank You for this breath You gave me, Help me notice it today. [Darlene] Let me listen when somebody Needs a word they cannot find. [Both] Let this be a place of welcome. Let us leave a little time. [Final chorus — full band and gospel harmonies] Let that screen door swing, Let that old porch sing. Bring your tired feet up these steps, You don’t have to bring a thing. There’s room beside the coffee, Pull another chair up close. Let that screen door swing— We’ll make room for one more soul. [Outro — duet] [Bubba] North Georgia in my stories— [Darlene] Carolina morning sun— [Both] Keep that coffee pot a-working, We ain’t finished having fun! [Holler Roll-Up hook — whole band] [Bubba — spoken] Somebody get that door. Trigger ain’t learned to knock yet. [Screen-door click]
