[Spoken Intro — Bubba, MALE] I said, “Come on over. We’ll have a quiet evening.” [Spoken Reply — Darlene, FEMALE] I must’ve missed that last part. [Verse 1 — Bubba, MALE] Had two lawn chairs and a pitcher of tea, Sun slipping down through the maple tree. Thought I’d pick a little soft and low, Something to hear while the evening slowed. Then a car pulled up, heard the gravel pop, Saw that long black case and my right foot stopped. Darlene smiled as she climbed those stairs, Said, “Move that fern. I’m setting up there.” [Chorus — Bubba, MALE + Darlene, FEMALE] Darlene brought the saxophone, We won’t be sitting down for long. She leaned into a sweet blue note, I found the answer in my old harmonica. Now the porch light’s on, the chairs pushed back, There’s a two-step moving through the cul-de-sac. I had a quiet little evening planned— Darlene brought the saxophone. [Verse 2 — Darlene, FEMALE] You were keeping time on a loose porch board, I caught that rhythm and you changed your chord. Played one phrase, let it hang out there, You came back grinning with your harp in the air. Heather opened up the door halfway, Said, “I wondered what y’all were fixing to play.” Then she set her glass on the windowsill, Found herself a partner and forgot to sit still. [Verse 3 — Bubba, MALE] Neighbor came over with a folding chair, Said, “My wife sent me to see what’s happening here.” Before he could finish, she arrived, Said, “You promised me a dance back in ’95.” He put that chair down beside the rail, Tucked in his shirt and he gave a little bow. She took his hand, said, “About time, dear.” He said, “Been practicing thirty-one years.” [Chorus — Bubba, MALE + Darlene, FEMALE] Darlene brought the saxophone, We won’t be sitting down for long. She leaned into a sweet blue note, I found the answer in my old harmonica. Now the porch light’s on, the chairs pushed back, There’s a two-step moving through the cul-de-sac. I had a quiet little evening planned— Darlene brought the saxophone. [Instrumental Break] [Darlene plays an eight-bar swinging saxophone solo] [Bubba answers with eight bars of blues harmonica] [Piano and twangy guitar carry the turnaround] [Bridge — Darlene, FEMALE] We brought it down till you could hear Those crickets singing loud and clear. [Bridge — Bubba, MALE] That couple kept dancing, cheek to cheek, So I played the sweetest thing I could reach. [Bridge — Darlene, FEMALE] Then she whispered, “Give us one more fast.” [Bridge — Both] And we sent that shuffle rolling back! [Final Chorus — Bubba, MALE + Darlene, FEMALE] Darlene brought the saxophone, Nobody wants to head back home. She leaned into a sweet blue note, I found the answer in my old harmonica. Now the porch light’s on, the chairs pushed back, There’s a two-step moving through the cul-de-sac. Next time she asks what she ought to bring, I’ll say, “That case with the silver thing!” We’ll put another pot of coffee on— Darlene, bring that saxophone. [Spoken Outro — Bubba, MALE] Same time next Saturday? [Spoken Reply — Darlene, FEMALE] Move that fern before I get here. [Saxophone and harmonica finish together]
