[Verse] Down the street, the grill is warm and ready to ignite, Smoke curls up, grandma’s laughter spilling in the light. Kids are running wild, plates loaded high with pride, Every soul around the fire has a story deep inside. [Pre-Chorus] And every hand, every story, they all weave in the air, Tasting memories, sweet and savory, nothing else compares. [Chorus] It’s the cookout, where the music meets the flame, Everybody knows the story, but it’s never quite the same. Pass the love, pass the plates, pass the time around the fire, This cookout, our hearts singing higher and higher. [Verse] Old man Joe tells the tale with a wink and a grin, Says the secret’s in the spice and where you begin. A little barbecue sauce, a pinch of faith and friends, Every moment here’s a blessing that never ends. [Pre-Chorus] And every laugh, every chorus, sounds like home to me, Underneath the summer sky, where we’re meant to be. [Chorus] It’s the cookout, where the music meets the flame, Everybody knows the story, but it’s never quite the same. Pass the love, pass the plates, pass the time around the fire, This cookout, our hearts singing higher and higher. [Bridge] Let the stories fold like smoke in the air, Old and new, vivid and fair. We’re all connected in this dance so true, In every bite, there’s me and you. [Chorus] It’s the cookout, where the music meets the flame, Everybody knows the story, but it’s never quite the same. Pass the love, pass the plates, pass the time around the fire, This cookout, our hearts singing higher and higher. [Chorus] It’s the cookout, where the music meets the flame, Everybody knows the story, but it’s never quite the same. Pass the love, pass the plates, pass the time around the fire, This cookout, our hearts singing higher and higher. [Outro] Higher and higher, This cookout, Our hearts are singing...