This Old Porch Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[D][Bm][G][A]
[D][Bm][G][A]

[Verse 1]
This [D]old porch is
like a big old red and white [Bm]Hereford bull
Standing [G]under a mesquite tree
[A]Out in Agua Dulce
And he just keep[D]s on playing
hide and seek
With that [Bm]hot August sun
Just a-sweatin' [G]and and a-pantin'
Cause [A]Cause his work is never done

[Verse 2]
And this [D]old porch is like a steaming,
greasy [Bm]plate of enchiladas
With lot[G]s of cheese and onions
And [A]a guacamole salad
And you can [D]get 'em down
at the LaSalle Hotel
[Bm]In old downtown
With [G]iced tea and a waitress
And she will [A]smile every time

[Verse 3]
And this [D]old porch is the Palace walk-in
On On the [Bm]main street of Texas
[G]That's never seen the day
Of [A]G and R and Xs
With [D]that '62 poster
[A]That's al [Bm]most faded down
And a [G]screen without a picture
[Bm]Since [A]Giant came to town

[Interlude 1]
[D][Bm][A][G]
[Em][A][D][Bm]
[G][A][G][Bm][A]

[Verse 4]
And this [D]old porch is like a weathered,
gray-haired
Seventy [Bm]Seventy years of Texas
[G]Who's doing all he can
Not to [A]give in to the city
And he [D]al ways takes the rent late
So [Bm]long as I run his cattle
And he [G]picks me up at dinnertime
And I [A]listen to him rattle

[Verse 5]
He says [D]the Brazos still runs muddy
Just like she's [Bm]run all along
And there ain't [G]never
been no cane to grind
[A]The cotton's all but gone
And you know this [D]brand new Chevrolet
Hell it [Bm]was something back
in '60
But now there [G]won't nobody
listen to him
'Cause [A]they all think he's crazy

[Verse 6]
And this [D]old porch is just a long time
[Bm]Of waiting and forgetting
And re[G]membering the coming back
And not [A]crying about the leaving
And remem[D]bering the falling down
And the [Bm]laughter of the curse of luck
From [G]all of those passerby
Who [A]said we'd never get
back up
[D][Bm][G]

[Verse 7]
[A]
This [D]old porch is just a long time
[Bm]Of waiting and forgetting
And re[G]membering the coming back
And not [A]crying about the leaving
And remem[D]bering the falling down
And the [Bm]laughter of the curse of luck
From [G]all of those sons-of-bitches
Who Who Who said [A]we'd never

[Outro 1]
get back up
[D][G][A][D][A][D]