Текст песни «The Front Porch Song» от Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

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Robert Earl Keen, Jr. - "The Front Porch Song"

Lyrics to The Front Porch Song :

This old porch is just a big ol red and white Hereford bull

Standing under a mesquite tree in Agua Dolce, Texas

He just keeps on playing hide and seek with that hot August sun

Hes sweatin and a-pantin

Cause his work is never done

Ah, no

Hes got them cows and that red top cane



This old porch is just a steamin, greasy plate of enchiladas

With lots of cheese and onions and a guacomole salad

You can get at the La Salle Hotel in old downtown

With iced tea and a waitress who will smile everytime

Yea, she will

I left a quater tip on my ten-dollar bill



This old porch is a Palace walk-in

On the main street in Texas

It aint never seen or heard the day

Of G and R and Xs

With a 62 poster thats almost faded down

And a screen without a picture since the Giant came to town

Oh, no

I love them Junior Mints and them Red Hots, too

Yes I do

And old movie pictures



This old porch is just a weathered, gray-hair seventy years of Texas

Hes doing all he can not to give in to the city

And he always takes the rent late

So long as I run his cattle

He picks me up at dinner-time, I listen to him rattle

He says the Brazo still runs muddy long shes run all along

There aint never been no cane to grind

The cottons all but gone

And you know this Chevrolet pick-up truck, shewas something, back in 60

Now there aint nobody listen to him, cause they all think hes crazy



This old porch is just a long time waiting and forgetting

And remembering the coming back, not crying bout the leaving

And remembering the falling down

And the laughter and the curse of luck

From all them sons-of-bitches, who said wed never get back up



This old porch is just a big ol red and white Hereford bull

Standing under a mesquite tree in Agua Dolce

He just keeps on playing hide and seek with that hot August sun

Hes sweatin and a-pantin

Cause his work is never done

Aw, no

Ive known a whole lot of old bulls in my life

And there work is never done


[ The Front Porch Song Lyrics  ]

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