[INTRO — SPOKEN, BAND ENTERS ONE AT A TIME] Ladies and gentlemen, let’s hear that heartbeat— Freddie on the drums… Big J, laying down that low road on the bass… Tiny, put a little morning light on those piano keys… And Steve-o… Let that lead guitar ride. This one’s for a beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed lady Who loves horses… And believes folks can still get along. [INSTRUMENTAL INTRO — PIANO, THEN SLOW LEAD-GUITAR BEND] [VERSE 1] Morning found her by the fence line, Golden hair inside the breeze, Blue eyes holding open country, Quiet as the cottonwood trees. She laid her hand against the halter, That old horse already knew— Some hearts don’t need an explanation, They just recognize what’s true. [PRE-CHORUS] You can’t hurry what is honest, You can only help it bloom; Give a little kindness daylight, Give a restless spirit room. [CHORUS] She rides where the good things grow, Past the garden, down the old dirt road; With peace in her hands and hope in her soul, She rides where the good things grow. No pulling hard, no holding tight, She moves with love and lets life decide; Golden hair shining in the morning glow— She rides where the good things grow. [8-BAR INSTRUMENTAL TURNAROUND — STEVE-O LEAD GUITAR, NO VOCALS] [VERSE 2] Wheelbarrow rolling through the garden, Little cherries catching light; A praying mantis on a tall weed, Keeping watch from morning into night. The garden does the growing, We just catch it at the proper time; And she can find a common rhythm Where two different hearts align. [PRE-CHORUS] She don’t need to win an argument, She would rather understand; Even horses lower their defenses When they recognize her hand. [CHORUS] She rides where the good things grow, Past the garden, down the old dirt road; With peace in her hands and hope in her soul, She rides where the good things grow. No pulling hard, no holding tight, She moves with love and lets life decide; Blue eyes shining in the morning glow— She rides where the good things grow. [INSTRUMENTAL LIFT — TINY ON PIANO, BIG J BASS WALK, FREDDIE BRUSHES] [BRIDGE] Freddie, keep that steady heartbeat, Big J, let that low note roll; Tiny, paint the sky with ivory, Steve-o, make that six-string glow. Some people leave a gate wide open, Some people build the walls up high; She leaves enough room for forgiveness And enough road left to ride. [EXTENDED LEAD-GUITAR NARRATIVE — SLOW BENDS, NO AD-LIBS] [FINAL CHORUS — FULL BAND] She rides where the good things grow, Where the garden keeps the things we know; With peace in her hands and hope in her soul, She rides where the good things grow. No pulling hard, no holding tight, She makes getting along feel right; Blonde hair dancing, blue eyes aglow— She rides where the good things grow. Yes, the road remembers every mile, And the garden remembers her smile; Wherever love has room to unfold, She rides where the good things grow. [OUTRO — BAND FALLS AWAY] Tiny, leave a little light on the keys… Big J, bring that old road home… Freddie, let the heartbeat soften… Steve-o… Give that lady one last rose. [FINAL GUITAR PHRASE — SUSTAIN AND FADE]
