Lyle Lovett

Lyle Lovett - The Front Porch Song guitar chord

Lyle Lovett This Old Porch written by Lyle Lovett

Robert Earl Keen

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This old porch is like a big old red and white Hereford bull

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Standing under a mesquite tree

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Out in Agua Dulce

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And he just keeps on playing hide and seek

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With that hot August sun

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Just a-sweatin' and a-pantin'

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Cause his work is never done

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And this old porch is like a steaming, greasy plate of enchiladas

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With lots of cheese and onions

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And a guacamole salad

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And you can get'em down at the LaSalle Hotel

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In old downtown

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With iced tea and a waitress

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And she will smile every time

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And this old porch is the Palace walk-in

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On the main street of Texas

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That's never seen the day

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Of G and R and Xs

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With that '62 poster

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That's almost faded down

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And a screen without a picture

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Since Giant came to town

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And this old porch is like a weathered, gray-haired

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Seventy years of Texas

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Who's doing all he can

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Not to give in to the city

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And he always takes the rent late

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So long as I run his cattle

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And he picks me up at dinnertime

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And I listen to him rattle

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He says the Brazos still runs muddy

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Just like she's run all along

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And there ain't never been no cane to grind

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The cotton's all but gone

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And you know this brand new Chevrolet

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Hell it was something back in '60

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But now there won't nobody listen to him

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Cause they all think he's crazy

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And this old porch is just a long time

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Of waiting and forgetting

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And remembering the coming back

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And not crying about the leaving

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And remembering the falling down

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And the laughter of the curse of luck

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From all of those passerby

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Who said we'd never get back up

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This old porch is just a long time

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Of waiting and forgetting

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And remembering the coming back

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And not crying about the leaving

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And remembering the falling down

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And the laughter of the curse of luck

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From all of those sons-of-bitches

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Who said we'd never get back up

From Lyle Lovett "Lyle Lovett"

Curb Records 1986

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