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Lyrics
From My Front Porch
When I was just a child of five
One summer at Mammaw's farm
I was getting under foot, whining about being bored
Mammaw said go see Lucille,
She's sitting out on her porch
I'm sure she'd like to talk to you,
Sometimes she too gets bored
Well I ran next door to the gray frame house and
Sure enough she was there
Wearing that faded cotton dress, in her rocking chair
I was a little shy and I didn't know what to say
She lit up when she saw me and said boy its hot today
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And I said, Whatcha doing
She said, the same I do each day
And I said, Don't you get tired of that
And she said, My child no way
From my front porch I watch the world go by
Speeding down the highway
No time to stop and say hi
If they could they'd see the joys
God put in my front yard
I spend my days enjoying them all
From my front porch, from my front porch
My favorite memories were talking to Lucille
Its amazing how attention changed the way I felt
She asked me about my favorite songs
And listened as I sang
Yeah we took turns singing
She taught me Amazing Grace
Lucille died quite suddenly when I was just thirteen
The gray house still stands empty, peaceful and serene
I still visit Lucille's porch and I sit in her rocking chair
And if I close my eyes and listen,
sometimes I can still hear me asking
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