Lyle Lovett - This Old Porch lyrics

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This old porch is like a big old red and white hereford bull

Standing under a mesquite tree

Out in agua dulce

And he just keeps on playing hide and seek

With that hot august sun

Just a-sweatin' and a-pantin'

Cause his work is never done

And this old porch is like a steaming, greasy plate of enchiladas

With lots of cheese and onions

And a guacamole salad

And you can get'em down at the lasalle hotel

In old downtown

With iced tea and a waitress

And she will smile every time

And this old porch is the palace walk-in

On the main street of texas

That's never seen the day

Of g and r and xs

With that '62 poster

That's almost faded down

And a screen without a picture

Since giant came to town

And this old porch is like a weathered, gray-haired

Seventy years of texas

Who's doing all he can

Not to give in to the city

And he always takes the rent late

So long as i run his cattle

And he picks me up at dinnertime

And i listen to him rattle

He says the brazos still runs muddy

Just like she's run all along

And there ain't never been no cane to grind

The cotton's all but gone

And you know this brand new chevrolet

Hell it was something back in '60

But now there won't nobody listen to him

'cause they all think he's crazy

And this old porch is just a long time

Of waiting and forgetting

And remembering the coming back

And not crying about the leaving

And remembering the falling down

And the laughter of the curse of luck

From all of those passerby

Who said we'd never get back up

This old porch is just a long time

Of waiting and forgetting

And remembering the coming back

And not crying about the leaving

And remembering the falling down

And the laughter of the curse of luck

From all of those sons-of-bitches

Who said we'd never get back up