From the recording Our Lake Song

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Lyrics

"Our Lake Song" by The Band Almighty

Hot summer day on a sunlit dock,
cooler claps shut, flip‑flops knock.
We shove the boat from the sandy shore,
boating on a mirror we can’t ignore.
Wake draws lace on the cedar roots,
sunscreen laughter, lake‑wet boots.
Radio static warms into a tune;
waves keep time and the motor croons.

Jump right in, let the heat float free,
come up smiling—with The Band Almighty.
Water on our shoulders, bright and strong;
the whole wide day sings along.

Sing it out across the water, let the echoes carry on,
boating, swimming, fishing—this is where we all belong.
Catching turtles, catching fireflies, catching moments all night long;
with family and with friends by firelight—this is Our Lake Song.

Anchor down where the shadows lean,
bobbers like berries in a patch of green.
Granddad shows us the easy knot,
patience takes practice at the quiet spot.
A tug, a laugh, we real the fish in—
we take a picture, then we do it again.
By the cattails, slow as a secret kept,
we catch a turtle with a little green net.

Count the rings, give a name or two,
say, “Thanks for the visit,” like neighbors do.
Let it slide home with a ripple trail—
every small kindness tips the scale.

Sing it out across the water, let the echoes carry on,
boating, swimming, fishing—this is where we all belong.
Catching turtles, catching fireflies, catching moments all night long;
with family and with friends by firelight—this is Our Lake Song.

Sun melts low and the pines turn gold,
campfires bloom where the shoreline folds.
We chase soft lanterns in the settling blue,
catching fireflies like borrowed stars we knew.
Punch two holes in a mason‑jar lid,
watch them blink a promise like we once did.
Open our hands, let the night go bright—
stories and guitars, sparks lifting the night.

Oooh, oooh—keep the harmony strong,
oooh, oooh—this is Our Lake Song.

Sing it out across the water, let the echoes carry on,
boating, swimming, fishing—this is where we all belong.
Catching turtles, catching fireflies, catching memories all night long;
with family and with friends by firelight—this is Our Lake Song.

Goodnight, dock. Goodnight, shore.
Save us a ripple, we’ll bring back more.
Humming it home as the tires roll on—
this is, forever, Our Lake Song.