
Leave the Lantern Burning — The Holler Sound II
[Acoustic and piano intro: Copper Creek Walk; harmonica answers] [Verse 1: Bubba, male] I swept the leaves off the front porch, Set another chair beside mine. The hills were folding into evening, One last ribbon of sunshine. I'd spent the day chasing answers, Till the daylight slipped away; Then I lit that little lantern And let the evening have its say. [Chorus: Bubba and Darlene, male and female harmony] Leave the lantern burning, There's a chair beside the door. Let the weary road come winding Till it can't ask any more. Bring your laughter, bring your quiet, Bring the miles you've carried through. Leave the lantern burning, There's a little welcome here for you. [Verse 2: Darlene, female] I heard your tires on the gravel, Put the coffee on the stove. You were standing with your shoulders Like a fence beneath the snow. You said, I haven't got a story That'll make this day sound good. I said, You don't owe me a story, Come sit down here on the wood. [Chorus: close male and female duet] Leave the lantern burning, There's a chair beside the door. Let the weary road come winding Till it can't ask any more. Bring your laughter, bring your quiet, Bring the miles you've carried through. Leave the lantern burning, There's a little welcome here for you. [Bridge: Lantern After Midnight, spacious triplet feel] [Bubba] Some nights the creek runs muddy, Some nights the stars stay hid. [Darlene] We can't straighten every crooked mile Or undo what we did. [Duet] But we can ask forgiveness, We can listen, we can stay; Lord, let the love You give us Light somebody else's way. [Eight-bar instrumental: Mountain Window; pedal steel and piano, soft fiddle answer] [D7 pivot; return original country swing in G] [Final chorus: full duet, warm B3 lift] Leave the lantern burning, There's a chair beside the door. Let the weary road come winding Till it can't ask any more. Bring your laughter, bring your quiet, Bring the miles you've carried through. Leave the lantern burning, There's a little welcome here for you. [Quiet outro: male and female together] When the last cup's on the counter, And the moon comes into view, Leave the lantern burning, Like somebody did for you. [Resolved G6; breath; one dry banjo pluck; complete ending]

