C F C F

It was(C)where my mama sat on that old(G)swing 

with her crochet(Am), It was(F)where grandaddy 

taught(C)me how to cuss and how to pray(G),

It was(Am)where we made our own(Em)ice cream

those(F)sultry summer nights(C),

where the(Dm)bulldog had her pup(Em)pies,

and us(F)brothers had our fights(G),

There were many nights I'd sit right there and look
out at the stars, to the sound of a distant wippoorwhill, 
or the hum of a passin' car, it was where I first got up 
the nerve to steal me my first kiss, and it was where
I learned to play guitar and pray I had the gift,

CHORUS:

If the world(C)had a front(F)porch like(G)we did back then(Am),

(F)We'd still have our prob(C)lems, (G)but we'd all be friends, 

(Am)Treatin' your neighbor like he's(F)your next of kin(C)

(F)wouldn't be gone(C), with the wind(Am),

if the world(F)had a front(C)porch 

like(G)did back(C)then.   (F) (C) (F)


Purple hulls and pintos, I've shelled more than my share,
lighting bugs and crickets, Danced in the evening air, 
and like a beacon that ole' yellow moon it always lead
me home, some how mama always knew,
just when to leave it on,

repeat chorus:

Treatin your neighbor like he's your next of kin wouldn't be gone
with the wind, if the world had a front porch, like we 
did back then.


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