The Front Porch Song chords
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[G]This old porch is a big ol' red and [Em]white Hereford bull
Standin' [C]under a mesquite tree in [D]Agua Dulce, Texas
[G]He keeps on playin' hide and seek with that [Em]hot august sun
[C]Sweatin' and a pantin' cause his [D]work is never [G]done
Oh [Em]no, with those [C]cows and [D]a red top cane
[G]This old porch is a steamin' greasy [Em]plate of enchiladas
With lots of [C]cheese and onions and a [D]guacamole salad
[G]You can get them at the LaSalle Hotel in [D]old downtown
[C]With ice tea and a waitress who will [D]smile every [G]time
Oh [Em]yeah, I left a [C]quarter tip on my [D]ten dollar bill
[G]This old porch is a palace walk in on a [Em]main street in Texas
It ain't [C]never seen or heard the days of [D]G's and R's and X's
[G]And that '62 poster that's almost faded [Em]down
[C]And a screen without a picture since [D]Giant came to [G]town
Oh [Em]no, I like those [C]junior mints and the [D]red hots too, yes I do
[G]This old porch is like a [Em]weathered grey haired seventy years of Texas
[G]Who's doin' all he can not to [D]give in to the city
[C]And he always takes my rent late [D]so long as I run his [G]cattle
He [Em]picks me up at dinner time and I listen to him rattle
He says the Brazos still runs muddy like she's run all along
There's never been no cane to grind and the cotton's all but gone
You know this Chevrolet pickup truck, hell she was somethin' back in '60
But now there won't nobody listen to him 'cause they all think he's crazy
This old porch is just a long time of waiting and forgetting
Remembering the coming back and not crying about the leaving
And remembering the falling down and the laughter of the curse of luck
From all those son's of bitches who said we'd never get back up
This old porch is a big old red and white Hereford bull
Standing under a mesquite tree out in Agua Dulce
He keep's on playing hide and seek with that hot August sun
He's sweating and a panting 'cause his work is never done
I've know a whole lot of bulls in my time, and there work is never done
Standin' [C]under a mesquite tree in [D]Agua Dulce, Texas
[G]He keeps on playin' hide and seek with that [Em]hot august sun
[C]Sweatin' and a pantin' cause his [D]work is never [G]done
Oh [Em]no, with those [C]cows and [D]a red top cane
[G]This old porch is a steamin' greasy [Em]plate of enchiladas
With lots of [C]cheese and onions and a [D]guacamole salad
[G]You can get them at the LaSalle Hotel in [D]old downtown
[C]With ice tea and a waitress who will [D]smile every [G]time
Oh [Em]yeah, I left a [C]quarter tip on my [D]ten dollar bill
[G]This old porch is a palace walk in on a [Em]main street in Texas
It ain't [C]never seen or heard the days of [D]G's and R's and X's
[G]And that '62 poster that's almost faded [Em]down
[C]And a screen without a picture since [D]Giant came to [G]town
Oh [Em]no, I like those [C]junior mints and the [D]red hots too, yes I do
[G]This old porch is like a [Em]weathered grey haired seventy years of Texas
[G]Who's doin' all he can not to [D]give in to the city
[C]And he always takes my rent late [D]so long as I run his [G]cattle
He [Em]picks me up at dinner time and I listen to him rattle
He says the Brazos still runs muddy like she's run all along
There's never been no cane to grind and the cotton's all but gone
You know this Chevrolet pickup truck, hell she was somethin' back in '60
But now there won't nobody listen to him 'cause they all think he's crazy
This old porch is just a long time of waiting and forgetting
Remembering the coming back and not crying about the leaving
And remembering the falling down and the laughter of the curse of luck
From all those son's of bitches who said we'd never get back up
This old porch is a big old red and white Hereford bull
Standing under a mesquite tree out in Agua Dulce
He keep's on playing hide and seek with that hot August sun
He's sweating and a panting 'cause his work is never done
I've know a whole lot of bulls in my time, and there work is never done
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