Back Porch Saints - Sunshine State Serenade - Live [Official Visualizer]

Описание: Introducing Songs from the Back Porch, an album from the Back Porch Saints!

A husband-and-wife folk duo rooted in Kentucky soil and Florida sunsets.

Raised on hymns, 90s country radio, and front-porch storytelling, Back Porch Saints blend southern folk, blues-rock grit, and reflective songwriting. Their music lives somewhere between backroads and redemption — songs about faith, doubt, growing up, breaking down, and finding your way home again.

They don’t preach.
They don’t pretend.
They just tell it straight.

Trent Palmer
Lead Vocal / Acoustic Guitar
• Kentucky-born storyteller
• Slight rasp, warm baritone
• Anchor of the band

Mara Leigh Walker
Harmony Vocal / Rhythm Guitar
• Florida-raised soul
• Calm presence, emotional depth
• The emotional gravity

More to come about the rest of the band members in the remaining songs of the album.

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Sunshine State Serenade (Live)
Lyrics:


How's everyone doing out there tonight?
We are the Back Porch Saints...
I said...
How's everyone doing tonight?

Down in the land where the oranges grow,
Where the Gulf winds whisper soft and low,
Palm trees sway, kiss the evening sky,
Florida living, oh, it gets you high.

Florida, you’ve got a hold on me,
From Jacksonville out to Miami,
The sunshine’s warm, the waters clear,
In the heart of the south, there’s no place near.

I’ve strolled St. Augustine’s cobbled streets,
With a history charm that time can’t beat,
Watched rockets rise over Cape Canaveral’s shore,
Florida’s magic, you’re always wanting more.

Florida, you’ve got a hold on me,
From Jacksonville out to Miami,
The sunshine’s warm, the waters clear,
In the heart of the south, there’s no place near.

From the Everglades to that white sand shore,
The Keys call you back, can’t ask for more,
A sunset blaze over Tampa Bay,
Feels like heaven at the end of the day.

Florida, you’ve got a hold on me,
From Jacksonville out to Miami,
The sunshine’s warm, the waters clear,
In the heart of the south, there’s no place near.

From Daytona’s roar to Pensacola’s tide,
The soul of this state is a southern pride,
Catch a gator’s eye or a dolphin’s dance,
Every corner whispers, “Take a chance.”

Florida, you’ve got a hold on me,
From Jacksonville out to Miami,
The sunshine’s warm, the waters clear,
In the heart of the south, there’s no place near.