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Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise
My baby's got a song to sing
While the crickets and the train whistle harmonize
Doin' that front porch thing
Clangin' and a bangin' out a feel good tune
Strummin' on my old six-string
Sure can kill these country blues
Doin' that front porch thing
Work's been slow, money's been tight
But that's alright honey, that's alright
Sometimes she won't but sometimes she will
And when she do what she do, it's a doggone thrill
Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise
My baby's got a song to sing
While the crickets and the train whistle harmonize
Doin' that front porch thing
Clangin' and a bangin' out a feel good tune
Strummin' on my old six-string
Sure can kill these country blues
Doin' that front porch thing
Well the moon comes up, we sit down
And the chains start creakin' makin' swingin' sounds
Fall in love all over again
Having so much fun, it oughta be a sin
Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise
My baby's got a song to sing
While the crickets and the train whistle harmonize
Doin' that front porch thing
Clangin' and a bangin' out a feel good tune
Strummin' on my old six-string
Sure can kill these country blues
Doin' that front porch thing
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Doin' that front porch thing
We're doin' that front porch thing
Doin' that front porch thing