Bordon Blues

[Verse]
Down in old Bordon, the winters are long,
Folks gather 'round fires, singin' their song,
Cows in the pasture, fields full of hay,
Life in this small town just drifts day by day.
[Verse 2]
Tractors are rumblin' down dusty roads,
Kids play in mud holes, that's how life goes,
Bar at the corner with neon so bright,
Folks share their stories well into the night.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bordon, you hold my soul,
Where the country meets the drum and bass roll,
From the forests to the old town square,
There's a rhythm in the air, everywhere.
[Verse 3]
Sunrise at dawn with a coffee in hand,
Watching the mist rise over the land,
Crickets are chirpin', the beat of our song,
In Bordon, we know just where we belong.
[Bridge]
The nights are alive with a pulse so strong,
Drum and bass echo, carrying on,
With guitars strummin', love in the air,
Bordon's music ain't goin' nowhere.
[Chorus]
Oh, Bordon, you hold my soul,
Where the country meets the drum and bass roll,
From the forests to the old town square,
There's a rhythm in the air, everywhere.