Scrapbook Of Us
country, Warm modern country ballad with male and female vocals trading lines, gentle acoustic guitar and brushed drums, soft piano under verses. Choruses bloom with pedal steel swells, stacked harmonies, and a steady kick. Middle-eight lifts with fiddle and a key-change style lift in the last chorus for a big emotional payoff—perfect for a nostalgic wedding montage., emotional, male vocals
Scrapbook Of Us
country, Warm modern country ballad with male and female vocals trading lines, gentle acoustic guitar and brushed drums, soft piano under verses. Choruses bloom with pedal steel swells, stacked harmonies, and a steady kick. Middle-eight lifts with fiddle and a key-change style lift in the last chorus for a big emotional payoff—perfect for a nostalgic wedding montage., emotional, male vocals
Lyrics
Little dirt road
Bare feet, grass stains
You were my neighbor
I knew your first nickname
Chalk on the driveway
Fireflies in jars
You laughed at my freckles
I counted your scars
[Chorus]
This is our scrapbook of us
Every page, every tear, every crush
From crayons and bikes
To long midnight drives
Look where we ended up
Childhood to lover, to hand in a glove
Best friend to more than enough
Every snapshot, every touch
In this scrapbook of us
[Verse 2]
High school hallway
Shared set of keys
You fixed my locker
I patched your ripped blue jeans
Prom-night pictures
Crooked little tie
You spun me in circles
I tried to hide my smile
[Chorus]
This is our scrapbook of us
Every page, every tear, every crush
From homework and fights
To porch swing goodnights
Look where we ended up
Childhood to lover, to hand in a glove
Best friend to more than enough
Every snapshot, every touch
In this scrapbook of us
[Bridge]
Now there’s toys on the carpet
Crayons on the floor
Our kids in the doorway
Like we were before (oh)
I see you in their laughter
You see me in their eyes
Another picture, another chapter
Turning in our lives
[Chorus]
This is our scrapbook of us
Every page, every tear, every rush
From playground sand
To a gold wedding band
Look where we ended up
Childhood to lover, to family of love
Best friend to more than enough
Every sunrise, every trust
In this scrapbook of us
[Outro]
Side by side on the front porch
Old and a little worn down
Still flipping through our story
Still dancing through this town