Lyric

[Verse 1]
In the morning light, I spin my vinyl clear,
A cup of warm tea, pastries near,
Muffins, coffee cakes, donuts on my plate,
Uncle Jazz is here, never late.

[Pre-Chorus]
Twin brothers' worlds, like night and day,
He’s out on the farm where the horses stay,
I play my jazz, smooth and slow,
Helping out where the country winds blow.

[Chorus]
Uncle Jazz with a heart so wide,
Swinging melodies by my side,
From city grooves to cowboy hats,
Family’s love and the vinyl’s crack.

[Verse 2]
My niece, Kate He-Man laughs with a country song,
The farm’s alive where we belong,
Jernimen’s strength in the dust and soil,
I bring the rhythm, the soulful toil.

[Pre-Chorus]
Between the fields and the dusty boots,
I find my peace in jazz pursuits,
A gentle man with a vinyl groove,
Bridging souls in a brother’s move.

[Chorus]
Uncle Jazz with a heart so wide,
Swinging melodies by my side,
From city grooves to cowboy hats,
Family’s love and the vinyl’s crack.

[Bridge]
In the quiet moments, the records play,
Stories told in notes that sway,
A family tied by roots and song,
In Uncle Jazz’s world, we all belong.

[Chorus]
Uncle Jazz with a heart so wide,
Swinging melodies by my side,
From city grooves to cowboy hats,
Family’s love and the vinyl’s crack.

[Outro]
So here’s to tea, the pastries, the sound,
To the ties that keep us all around,
Uncle Jazz’s vinyl days,
Where love and music always stay.