[Gentle acoustic guitar, soft fiddle, birds singing in the distance] Oh-oh, oh-oh There’s a song in the ground where the wildflowers grow [Verse 1] Daddy played his fiddle by the old barn door Mama sang harmony while she swept the floor Rain on the tin roof kept a steady time And the creek out back had a tune all mine I learned my first chords on a secondhand guitar Sang to the fireflies and wished upon a star Every fence post, every field of green Held a little piece of the girl I’d be [Pre-Chorus] I thought the world was waiting down the highway Bright lights calling me to somewhere new But I never knew the songs I’d carry Were already growing underneath my shoes [Chorus] There’s a melody in every acre A thousand little songs for the heart to remember In the whisper of the wheat, in the wild wind’s sigh In the way the sun sets on a painted sky I could chase my dreams a million miles away Hear a thousand different songs in a thousand different places But wherever this restless heart may roam Every note I sing leads me home There’s a melody in every acre of home [Verse 2] There’s a crooked oak where my first kiss bloomed And a dusty old barn with a harvest moon Where my brother danced in his muddy boots While Daddy played a waltz on a Sunday afternoon I packed my bags when I turned eighteen With a head full of songs and a pocketful of dreams Mama kissed my cheek, said, “Go and fly” But I saw a little tear she tried to hide [Pre-Chorus] I found bright stages, crowds of strangers And a thousand voices singing every line But somewhere in the roar of all that thunder I missed the quiet music left behind [Chorus] There’s a melody in every acre A thousand little songs for the heart to remember In the whisper of the wheat, in the wild wind’s sigh In the way the sun sets on a painted sky I could chase my dreams a million miles away Hear a thousand different songs in a thousand different places But wherever this restless heart may roam Every note I sing leads me home There’s a melody in every acre of home [Bridge] Now the years have turned like the old mill wheel And I know what it means when a song feels real It’s the hands that held you, the dirt beneath your feet The voices of the ones who made your world complete So I’ll write my songs beneath that old oak tree Let the fields and the wind sing along with me I spent my whole life trying to find my sound Just to learn it was here in the ground [Final Chorus] There’s a melody in every acre A love that time could never take away, no In the whisper of the wheat, in the wild wind’s sigh In my daddy’s old fiddle and my mama’s lullaby I chased my dreams a million miles away But the sweetest song was waiting where I played And wherever this restless heart may roam Every note I sing leads me home Oh, every note I sing leads me home [Outro] [Soft fiddle reprises the main melody, acoustic guitar fades] There’s a melody in every acre Every acre of home [Gentle vocal ad-libs] Oh-oh, where the wildflowers grow There’s a song in the ground And it always leads me home
