JAMEY JOHNSON lyrics - The Guitar Song

Front Porch Swing Afternoon

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Sit'n here count'n the cars go buy In a hour must a been one or two The sheets are flapp'n on momma's clothes line Its an old front porch swing afternoon I can hear music from somewhere outside The faint sound of a Hank Williams tune I just caught the scent of a blackberry pie On this old front porch swing afternoon [Chorus:] And mmmm mmmm Feel that breeze blow'n That magnolia showing her blooms On this old front porch swing afternoon That old dog is laying under grandpa's old chair He ain't looking for nothing to do And that tractor is stirr'n up dust over there On this old front porch swing afternoon I can see grandma now in her old checkered dress Beat'n a rug with her broom The clouds are a churn'n coming in from the west On this old front porch swing afternoon [Chorus:] And mmm mmmm Feel that breeze blow'n The sun will be going down soon On this old front porch swing afternoon Its an old front porch swing afternoon

Had It Not Been You

ALAN JACKSON "Like Red On A Rose"
The girl's wouldn't look anything like they do Can't imagine my life without dresses and shoes Or never taking a sunset from a front porch swing Or make any sense of the pleasure love brings I'd been alone for sure Had it not been you I wouldn't reach for your arms When my dreams don't come true Never sit holding hands On a crowded church pew I wouldn't smile when my fingers run through your hair Or laugh when we race to the top of the stairs I'd get old for sure Had it not been you You know there are times That I can't wait to pick up the phone When you're callin' And the three little voices That always chime in right along When we're talkin' Oh I never would see through eyes of truth And my heart would have overlooked a view that some just talk of and never find In a lifetime It's hard to describe in just words how I feel when I hold stand beside you But I make it known It's just time that I kill When I'm alone and without you I will love all through the night If you love me As long as I wake up each morning I'll know I'm the only one around For a lifetime I'd never have taken in a sunset from the front porch swing Or make any sense of the pleasure love brings I'd been alone for sure Had it not been you

You Got Me

JULIE ROBERTS "Alive"
You got the swing I got the front porch I got the bumble You got the bee When you get the blues I got the rhythm baby I got you You got me When it's raining You're my umbrella When it's sunny I'm your shade Just put the two of us together We both got it made You got the swing I got the front porch I got the bumble You got the bee When I get the blues You got the rhythm baby I got you You got me When you're sinking I am the lifeboat When I'm a kite Baby you're the string I got the get up And you got the go go Yeah we got everything You got the swing I got the front porch I got the bumble You got the bee You get the blues I got the rhythm baby I got you You got me You got the swing I got the front porch I got the bumble You got the bee When I get the blues You got the rhythm baby I got you You got me Oh I got you And you got me Yeah I got you And you got me Hey baby, do you wanna go swing?

Porch Swing In Tupelo

ELTON JOHN "Peachtree Road"
There's a porch swing in Tupelo In the shade of the south Where the sweet honey drips off that old hush-yo'-mouth It's a slow road on down That old Natchez Trace Through Alabama cotton fields to a state of grace It's a crisp golden Autumn On the Tennessee line Rolling down to Mississippi like you headed back in time Town's closed on Sunday Everybody's in church It's empty as the moon this place here on earth And this place don't change Some places move slow I'm just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo I got nothing to do 'cept hang in the breeze Ghosts of the old south are all around me Yea swing high, yea swing low Here on this porch swing in Tupelo His mama must have loved him That truck drivin' boy With the grease monkey look and the rock 'n roll voice Well I was just thinkin' 'bout him 'Cause I guess he sat here Singing all praise to God through poverty's tears And this place don't change Some places move slow I'm just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo I got nothing to do 'cept hang in the breeze Ghosts of the old south are all around me Yea swing high, yea swing low Here on this porch swing in Tupelo And this place don't change Some places move slow I'm just rocking' myself on this porch swing in Tupelo I got nothing to do 'cept hang in the breeze Ghosts of the old south are all around me Yea swing high, yea swing low Here on this porch swing in Tupelo And this place don't change Some places move slow I'm just rocking' myself on this porch swing in Tupelo I got nothing to do but hang in the breeze The ghosts of the old south all around me Yea swing high, yea swing low On this porch swing in Tupelo Here on this porch swing in Tupelo Here on this porch swing in Tupelo

Dixie Boy

ALABAMA "The Closer You Get..."
Words and Music by Jim McBride Iwas raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill, back when believin' was in style. Smalltown heaven and a big-eyed boy made sweet music for a while. My daddy worked hard down at the facotry. Nights he went to G.I. school. He didn't know nothin' 'bout the silver spoon, but he lived by the golden rule. Summer nights he was gone; me and mama stayed home, out on the front porch swing, wishin' on the stars in the southern sky, and sometimes we used to sing. We were leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin' all the simple joys this Dixie boy is made of. Got my real educationfrom the T.V. station and good ole boys down at the park. The say Hey, Willie and those rock-a-billies played their way into my heart. I remember the old folks sittin' 'round talkin' on laidback Sunday afternoons. They said them young folks sure got a hard road. Oh, they're growin' up too soon. Now I know they were right, and as I sit here tonight out on the front porch swing, the stars are shinin' in my young boy's eyes, just like they did for me; We are leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms of love, livin' all the simple joys this Dixie boy is made of.

Swingin'

JOHN ANDERSON "Country 'Til I Die"
There's a little girl in our neighborhood, her name is Charlotte Johnson and she's really lookin' good. I had to go and see her, so I called her on the phone. I walked over to her house and this was going on: Her brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie, her Mama was in the kitchen cuttin' chicken up to fry. Her daddy was in the backyard rollin' up a garden hose, I was on the porch with Charlotte, feelin' love down to my toes... and we were Swingin', yes we were Swingin'... Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sing, I can't believe I'm out here on her front porch in this swing, just-a-swingin, Yeah, and we'll be swingin, yes, we'll be swinging. Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sang, I can't believe I'm out here on the front porch in the swang, just-a-swangin. Now Charlotte she's the darlin', she's the apple of my eye, and when I'm on the swang with her it makes me almost high. And Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the sprang, I just can't believe it started on her front porch in this swang. Just a swangin, well just a swangin, Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sang, I can't believe I'm out here on the front porch in the swang, just-a-swangin. I said, Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sang, I can't believe I'm out here on her front porch in the swang, just-a-swangin.

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