The Front Porch Song — Robert Earl Keen
Chords and lyrics for The Front Porch Song by Robert Earl Keen (key of G).
Intro
[G] [Em] [C] [D]
Verse 1
This old [G]porch is just a big old red and [Em]white Hereford bull
Standin' [C]under a mesquite tree in [D]Agua Dulce, Texas
He just [G]keeps on playin' hide and seek with that [Em]hot August sun
He's [C]sweatin' and a-pantin' 'cause his [D]work is never [G]done
Oh [Em]no, he's got them [C]cows and that [D]red top cane
Verse 2
This old [G]porch is just a steamin' greasy [Em]plate of enchiladas
With [C]lots of cheese and onions and a [D]guacamole salad
You can [G]get them at the LaSalle Hotel in [Em]old downtown
With [C]iced tea and a waitress who will [D]smile every [G]time
Yeah, she [Em]will, I left a [C]quarter tip on my [D]ten dollar bill
Verse 3
This old [G]porch is a palace walk-in on a [Em]main street in Texas
It ain't [C]never seen or heard the day of [D]G and R and X's
With the [G]'62 poster that's [Em]almost faded down
And a [C]screen without a picture since [D]Giant came to [G]town
Oh [Em]no, I love them [C]Junior Mints and them [D]Red Hots, too, yes I [G]do
Ah, [Em]yeah, and old [C]movie pictures[D]
Interlude
[G] [Em] [C] [D]
Verse 4
This old [G]porch is just a weathered, grey haired [Em]70 years of Texas
He's [C]doin' all he can not to [D]give in to the city
And he [G]always takes the rent late so [Em]long as I run his cattle
He [C]picks me up at dinner time, I [D]listen to him rattle
Verse 5
He says, [G]"The Brazos still runs muddy like she's [Em]run all along
There ain't [C]never been no cane to grind, the [D]cotton's all but gone
And, you [G]know, this Chevrolet pickup truck, she was [Em]somethin' back in '60"
Now [C]there ain't nobody listenin' to him, [D]'cause they all think he's crazy
Verse 6
This old [G]porch is just a long time [Em]waiting and forgetting
And [C]remembering the coming back, not [D]crying about the leaving
And [G]remembering the falling down and the [Em]laughter of the curse of luck
From [C]all those sons of bitches who said [D]we'd never get back up
Interlude
[G] [Em] [C] [D]
Verse 7
This old [G]porch is just a big old red and [Em]white Hereford bull
Standin' [C]under a mesquite tree [D]out in Agua Dulce
He just [G]keeps on playing hide and seek with that [Em]hot August sun
He's [C]sweatin' and a pantin' 'cause his [D]work is never [G]done
Ah, [Em]no, I known a [C]whole lot of old bulls in my life, and their [D]work is
never done[G]
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