Front Porch Swing Afternoon
Jamey Johnson
The Guitar Song
Jamey Johnson - Front Porch Swing Afternoon
Sittin' here countin' the cars go by
In a hour must've been one or two
The sheets are flappin' on momma's clothes line
It's 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
And mmmm mmmm, feel that breeze blowin'
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 stirrin' up dust over there
On this old front porch swing afternoon
I can see grandma now in her old checkered dress
Beatin' a rug with her broom
The clouds are a churnin' coming in from the west
On this old front porch swing afternoon
And mmm mmmm, feel that breeze blowin'
The sun will be going down soon
On this old front porch swing afternoon
It's an old front porch swing afternoon