Lyle Lovett - This old porch

This old ^Gporch is like a big old red and white ^EmHereford bull Standing ^Cunder a mesquite tree ^DOut in Agua Dulce And he just ^Gkeeps on playing hide and seek With that ^Emhot August sun Just a-^Csweatin' and a-pantin' Cause his ^Dwork is never done

And this old ^Gporch is like a steaming, greasy ^Emplate of enchiladas With ^Clots of cheese and onions And a ^Dguacamole salad And you can ^Gget'em down at the LaSalle Hotel In ^Emold downtown With ^Ciced tea and a waitress And she will ^Dsmile every time

And this old ^Gporch is the Palace walk-in On the ^Emmain street of Texas That's ^Cnever seen the day Of ^DG and R and Xs With that ^G'62 poster That's ^Emalmost faded down And a ^Cscreen without a picture Since ^GGiant came to town

And this old ^Gporch is like a weathered, gray-haired ^EmSeventy years of Texas Who's ^Cdoing all he can Not to ^Dgive in to the city And he ^Galways takes the rent late So ^Emlong as I run the cattle And ^Che picks me up at dinnertime And I ^Dlisten to him rattle

He says the ^GBrazos still runs muddy Just like ^Emshe's run all along And there ain't ^Cnever been no cane to grind ^DThe cotton's all but gone And you know this ^Gbrand new Chevrolet Hell it was ^Emsomething back in '60 But now there ^Cwon't nobody listen to him 'Cause ^Dthey all think he's crazy

And this old ^Gporch is just a long time ^EmOf waiting and forgetting And re^Cmembering the coming back And not ^Dcrying about the leaving And re^Gmembering the falling down And the ^Emlaughter of the curse of luck From ^Call of those passers-by Who ^Dsaid we'd never get back up

This old ^Gporch is just a long time ^EmOf waiting and forgetting And ^Cremembering the coming back And not ^Dcrying about the leaving And re^Gmembering the falling down And the ^Emlaughter of the curse of luck From ^Call of those sons-of-bitches Who ^Dsaid we'd never get back up