[Verse 1] John and Annett Got a map full with fingerprints New stories Pullin’ in again Up on Hosta Hill Where the fire never dies Same river Same sunrise Every summer they commit [Chorus] Hosta Hill in the golden light Friends roll in as the day turns to night Passin’ plates Passin’ tall tales ’round Laughter floatin’ over Riverbend grounds If the road keeps callin’ They still stay still For one more summer on Hosta Hill [Verse 2] Picnic tables Covered in potluck plates Somebody brings sweet corn Somebody shows up late (hey!) Band starts playing’ On a plywood stage Kids run circles While the old folks steal the shade [Chorus] Hosta Hill in the golden light Friends roll in as the day turns night Passin’ plates Passin’ tall tales ’round Laughter floatin’ over Riverbend grounds If the road keeps callin’ They still stay still For one more summer on Hosta Hill [Bridge] Then the green turns rust and red Cold wind tugs at the awnings edge River whispers “Time to move” But their hearts drag like worn-out boots John kicks dust from a tire tread Looks at her and softly says [Chorus] “East, West, Or Route 66?” He grins slow as he lights a stick She just smiles Says “Let’s not rush yet There’s some summer left John Don’t forget” If the road keeps callin’ They still stay still One more fire, one more game of cornhole One more night on Hosta Hill [Outro] Lanterns flicker Stars lean close to listen in John and Annette Already dreamin’ where they’ll drift again But every trail they circle back until They find each other Up on Hosta Hill
