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This Old Porch

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 X's

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 and 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 passersby 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

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