The Front Porch Song Chords by Robert Earl Keen

[C#] _ [A] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [E] _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [D] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] This old porch is just a big old red [F#m] and white herping bull
[D] Standing under a mesquite tree
[E] Nowadays [A] in Texas he just keeps on playing hide and seek with [F#m] that hot August [A] sun
[D] He's sweating and a man because [E] _ work [A] is never _ _ done
[F#m] _ _ He's got [D] them cows and [E] that red top cane
This [A] old porch is just a steaming greasy [F#m] plate of enchiladas
[D] With lots of cheese and onions
[A] A guacamole, a salad, you can get a mat
From a style hotel [F#] in old [F#m] downtown
With [D] iced tea and a waitress who will [E] [Bm] smile [A] every _ time
Yes, [F#m] she will
I left [D] a quarter tip on [E] my ten dollar [A] bill
This old porch is a palace walk-in on a [F#m] main street in Texas
It [D] ain't never seen a herd today
[A] A G and R and X's with that 62 poster
[F#m] It's almost faded down and a [D] screen without a picture
[E] Since [A] John _ came to _ town
[F#m] Oh no, I love [D] them junior men
And them [E] red eyed [A] states I do _ _ [F#m] Oh yeah
[D] Well _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
my name is Robert [F#m] Earl King Jr.
And [D] I'd like _ to [E] _ [Em] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] welcome y'all here to the sons [D] of Herman Hall
We're [E] having a big [A] time tonight
I wrote this song here, the [F#m] front porch song
With my friend Lyle Lovett [D] back some years ago Yeah
_ [E] We [A] _ _ _
lived in College [F#m] Station, Texas
[D] Woo, that's right
[Em] We was Aggies
[A] _ Oh _ _ _ [Bm] _ [F#m] no, some non-Aggie [D] fans
_ We [Em] _ used to sit on this [A] old porch on Church Street
Right [F#m] across from the Presbyterian Church
And [D] play bluegrass and folk [Em] music
And talk [A] about _ girls and where we [F#m] were gonna move to
When our parents [A] got our [D] grades
Talk _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ about someday big coming big songwriters
[D]
And _ [E] our conversations were only interrupted [A] by my landlord
Jack Boyette, who was [F#m] 70 years old at the time
He'd roll up [D] in the heat of the day
And [E] roll down his window [A] on his pickup truck
Just enough to be heard
Not enough [F#m] to let in the air conditioning and escape
[D] _
Say, Robert [E] King, Robert King
[A] _ Can you come help me for a minute?
_ [F#m] _ I'd spend the rest of the [D] day mowing lawns and moving furniture
[E] _ [A] Digging _ skinny cows out of the [F#m] mud out there at his old [A] ranch
[D]
But _ [E] we always looked [A] forward to [E] Sunday there on the porch
[A] Because being across from [F#m] the Presbyterians
We'd crawl [D] out about 11.30 Sunday morning [E] in our underwear
[A] _ Amongst four or five hundred [F#m] empty beer cans
[D] Strapped on a banjo and a guitar
[E] Wait for the [A] Presbyterians
_ We [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ was [A] waiting for them to come out of church
[F#m] So we could sing them a little gospel [D] music
Give them something to [E] talk about on their way to Luby's
[A] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ This old porch is just a weathered gray-haired [F#m] 70 years of Texas
[D] He's doing all he can [Em] not to give in [A] to the city
And he always takes the rent late
So [F#m] long as I run his cattle
[A] He [D] picks me up at dinner time
[E] I listen [A] to him rattle
He says the bride still runs muddy
[F#m] Like she's run all along
[D] There ain't never been no cane to grind
[E] The cotton's [A] all but gone
And you know this Chevrolet pickup truck
Hell, she was [F#m] something back in 60
[D] Now there won't nobody listen to him
[E] They [Bm] all think [A] he's crazy
This old porch is just a long [F#m] time waiting and forgetting
[A] _ [D]
Remembering the coming back
[E] Not crying about [A] the leaving
And remembering the falling down
And [F#m] the laughter of the curse of luck
From [D] all those sons of bitches
That [E] said we'd [A] never get back up
This _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ [A] _ old porch is just a big [E] old [F#m] red and white Hereford bull
[C#m] [D] Standing under a mesquite [F#m] [Em] tree
I know [A] what Dulcé just keeps on playing hide [Bm] and seek
With that [F#m] hot August sun
[Bm] He's [D] sweating and a-pantin'
Cause [E] the _ work's never [A] _
done
[F#m] Oh no
_ I've known a [D] whole lot of old bulls in my life
And [E] their [A] work is never done _ _
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