Robert Earl Keen – The Front Porch Song chords

[Intro]
G  Em  C  D  x2

[Verse 1]
         G                               EmThis old porch is just a big old red and white Hereford bull
         C                        DStandin' under a mesquite tree in Agua Dulce, Texas
        G                                        EmHe just keeps on playin' hide and seek with that hot August sun
     C                                 D             GHe's sweatin' and a pantin' 'cause his work is never done
   Em                C             DOh no, he's got them cows and that red top cane

[Verse 2]
         G                               EmThis old porch is just a steamin' greasy plate of enchiladas
     C                               DWith lots of cheese and onions and a guacamole salad
        G                                EmYou can get them at the LaSalle Hotel in old downtown
     C                                D           GWith iced tea and a waitress who will smile every time
          Em             C                 DYeah, she will, I left a quarter tip on my ten dollar bill

[Verse 3]
         G                              EmThis old porch is a palace walk-in on a main street in Texas
         C                              DIt ain't never seen or heard the day of G and R and X's
          G                EmWith the '62 poster that's almost faded down
      C                              D            GAnd a screen without a picture since John came to town
    Em              C                     D                    GOh, no, I love them Junior Mints and them Red Hots, too, yes I do
    Em            C              DAh, yeah, and old movie pictures

[Interlude]
G  Em  C  D

[Verse 4]
          G                                     EmThis old porch is just a weathered, grey haired 70 years of Texas
     C                       DHe's doin' all he can not to give in to the city
       G                             EmAnd he always takes the rent late so long as I run his cattle
   C                             DHe picks me up at dinner time, I listen to him rattle

[Verse 5]
          G                                      EmHe says, "The Brazos still runs muddy like she's run all along
            C                                DThere ain't never been no cane to grind, the cotton's all but gone
         G                                          EmAnd, you know, this Chevrolet pickup truck, she was somethin' back in '60"
    C                                     DNow there ain't nobody listenin' to him, 'cause they all think he's crazy

[Verse 6]
         G                         EmThis old porch is just a long time waiting and forgetting
      C                              DAnd remembering the coming back, not crying about the leaving
      G                                  EmAnd remembering the falling down and the laughter of the curse of luck
     CFrom all those sons of bitches who said we'd never get back up

[Interlude]
G  Em  C  D

[Verse 7]
         G                               EmThis old porch is just a big old red and white Hereford bull
         C                     DStandin' under a mesquite tree out in Agua Dulce
        G                                        EmHe just keeps on playing hide and seek with that hot August sun
     C                                 D             GHe's sweatin' and a pantin' 'cause his work is never done
    Em            C                                            D                 GAh, no, I known a whole lot of old bulls in my life, and there work is never done