The Front Porch Song Robert Earl Keen

[Verse 1]
This old porch is a big ol' red-and-white Hereford bull
Standin' under a mesquite tree in Agua Dulce, Texas
He just keeps on playin' hide-and-seek with that hot August sun
He's sweatin' and a-pantin' 'cause his work is never done, oh no
He's got them cows and that red-top cane

[Verse 2]
This old porch is a steamin' greasy plate of enchiladas
With lots of cheese and onions and a guacamole salad
You can get them at the LaSalle Hotel in old downtown
With iced tea and a waitress who will smile every time, yeah she will
I left a quarter tip on my ten dollar bill

[Verse 3]
This old porch is a palace walk-in on a Main Street in Texas
It ain't never seen or heard the days of G's and R's and X's
With the '62 poster that's almost faded down
And a screen without a picture since Giant came to town, oh no
I love them Junior Mints and them Red Hots too, yes I do, aw yeah
And old moving pictures

[Verse 4]
This old porch is just a weathered, grey-haired seventy years of Texas
He's doin' all he can not to give in to the city
And he always takes the rent late so long as I run his cattle
He picks me up at dinner time, I listen to him rattle