Rustic Alpine Hut Folk-Rock Duet110 BPMKey Bb major

Wooden Mountain Hut with Slanted Shingles

From Album 59 · 08 Sports Arena Victory Rock Anthem

About this track

"Wooden Mountain Hut with Slanted Shingles" is a Rustic Alpine Hut Folk-Rock Duet piece created for quiet, focused and restful moments. The opening line "Clang, crackle... heavy timber door latch opening wide" sets the mood of the whole track. Produced for listeners who use music for study, relaxation and sleep support.

Lyrics

[Intro] [Alpine Cowbell Chime & Cast Iron Woodstove Crackle Foley] Clang, crackle... heavy timber door latch opening wide A warm refuge on the mountainside! [Verse 1] [Noah & Melody Alternating] [Noah] Hand-hewn larch wood beams three centuries old [Melody] The coziest refuge from the alpine cold [Noah] Cast iron woodstove burning with a cherry silence [Melody] Whispering each other's tender name [Both] Two bowls of hot barley soup and melted cheese Resting from the stormy mountain breeze [Pre-Chorus] [Upright Bass and Brush Snare] Red and white checkered curtains on the window small Safe inside our welcoming mountain hall [Chorus] [Rustic Warm Alpine Hut Drop] Woodstove warming the Swiss alpine hut at eight thousand feet Where the weary climbers and warm hospitality meet On the rocky terraces of the mountain pass Looking through the double-paned window glass Rest here, eat warm, let the woodstove glow In the sweetest mountain refuge that we know [Verse 2] [Felt Piano and Duet Vocal] [Melody] You hang our wet woolen socks upon the drying rack [Noah] With not a single earthly comfort that we lack [Both] We sing together by the lantern light Living in our peaceful mountain night [Bridge] [Nylon Guitar Solo and Duet Vocal Runs] Oh, alpine huts provide the purest peace Watching our quiet contentment increase Huts, woodstoves, soup and partner true Resting in the mountains next to you [Chorus] [Rustic Warm Alpine Hut Drop] Woodstove warming the Swiss alpine hut at eight thousand feet Where the weary climbers and warm hospitality meet On the rocky terraces of the mountain pass Looking through the double-paned window glass Rest here, eat warm, let the woodstove glow In the sweetest mountain refuge that we know [Outro] [Woodstove Crackle & Cowbell Fading] Alpine hut... Eight thousand feet peace. [Fade Out] [End]

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