[ch]C[/ch] [ch]F[/ch] [ch]C[/ch] [ch]F[/ch]
It was([ch]C[/ch])where my mama sat on that old([ch]G[/ch])swing
with her crochet([ch]Am[/ch]), It was([ch]F[/ch])where grandaddy
taught([ch]C[/ch])me how to cuss and how to pray([ch]G[/ch]),
It was([ch]Am[/ch])where we made our own([ch]Em[/ch])ice cream
those([ch]F[/ch])sultry summer nights([ch]C[/ch]),
where the([ch]Dm[/ch])bulldog had her pup([ch]Em[/ch])pies,
and us([ch]F[/ch])brothers had our fights([ch]G[/ch]),
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look
out at the stars, to the sound of a distant wippoorwhill,
or the hum of a passin' car, it was where I first got up
the nerve to steal me my first kiss, and it was where
I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift,
CHORUS:
If the world([ch]C[/ch])had a front([ch]F[/ch])porch like([ch]G[/ch])we did back then([ch]Am[/ch]),
([ch]F[/ch])We'd still have our prob([ch]C[/ch])lems, ([ch]G[/ch])but we'd all be friends,
([ch]Am[/ch])Treatin' your neighbor like he's([ch]F[/ch])your next of kin([ch]C[/ch])
([ch]F[/ch])wouldn't be gone([ch]C[/ch]), with the wind([ch]Am[/ch]),
if the world([ch]F[/ch])had a front([ch]C[/ch])porch
like([ch]G[/ch])did back([ch]C[/ch])then. ([ch]F[/ch]) ([ch]C[/ch]) ([ch]F[/ch])
Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share,
lighting bugs and crickets, Danced in the evening air,
and like a beacon that ole' yellow moon it always lead
me home, some how mama always knew,
just when to leave it on,
repeat chorus:
Treatin your neighbor like he's your next of kin wouldn't be gone
with the wind, if the world had a front porch, like we
did back then.
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It was([ch]C[/ch])where my mama sat on that old([ch]G[/ch])swing
with her crochet([ch]Am[/ch]), It was([ch]F[/ch])where grandaddy
taught([ch]C[/ch])me how to cuss and how to pray([ch]G[/ch]),
It was([ch]Am[/ch])where we made our own([ch]Em[/ch])ice cream
those([ch]F[/ch])sultry summer nights([ch]C[/ch]),
where the([ch]Dm[/ch])bulldog had her pup([ch]Em[/ch])pies,
and us([ch]F[/ch])brothers had our fights([ch]G[/ch]),
There were many nights I'd sit right there and look
out at the stars, to the sound of a distant wippoorwhill,
or the hum of a passin' car, it was where I first got up
the nerve to steal me my first kiss, and it was where
I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift,
CHORUS:
If the world([ch]C[/ch])had a front([ch]F[/ch])porch like([ch]G[/ch])we did back then([ch]Am[/ch]),
([ch]F[/ch])We'd still have our prob([ch]C[/ch])lems, ([ch]G[/ch])but we'd all be friends,
([ch]Am[/ch])Treatin' your neighbor like he's([ch]F[/ch])your next of kin([ch]C[/ch])
([ch]F[/ch])wouldn't be gone([ch]C[/ch]), with the wind([ch]Am[/ch]),
if the world([ch]F[/ch])had a front([ch]C[/ch])porch
like([ch]G[/ch])did back([ch]C[/ch])then. ([ch]F[/ch]) ([ch]C[/ch]) ([ch]F[/ch])
Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share,
lighting bugs and crickets, Danced in the evening air,
and like a beacon that ole' yellow moon it always lead
me home, some how mama always knew,
just when to leave it on,
repeat chorus:
Treatin your neighbor like he's your next of kin wouldn't be gone
with the wind, if the world had a front porch, like we
did back then.
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