Текст песни Front Porch Swing Afternoon - Jamey Johnson

Sit′n here count'n the cars go by
In a hour must a been
One or two
The sheets are flapp′n
On momma's clothes line
And it's an old front porch swing afternoon
I can hear music from somewhere outside
The faint sound of a Hank Williams tune
I just caught the scent of a blackberry pie
On this old front porch swing afternoon
And heeewmmmmm mmmm
Feel that breeze blow′n
That magnolia showing her blooms
On this old front porch swing afternoon
That old dog is laying under grandpa′s old chair
He ain't looking for nothing to do
And that tractor is stirr′n up dust over there
On this old front porch swing afternoon
I can see grandma now in her old checkered dress
Beat'n a rug with her broom
The clouds are a churn′n coming in from the west
On this old front porch swing afternoon
And heeewmmm mmmm
Feel that breeze blow'n
The sun will be going down soon
On this old front porch swing afternoon
It′s an old front porch swing afternoon