From the recording Live at the Corbin Theater
The Front Porch Song (capo on 5th fret, in C)
G C G
Crickets in the morning, cicadas at night.
D C G
Squirrels all scampering out of sight. the world on my front porch looks just fine with the trees all swaying to this song of mine.
C G C G Am C D G
On the front porch, on the front porch, the world looks better on my front porch.
You’re never too old for that front porch swing. That gentle rocking is a sacred thing. (We’ve a) place inside needs a steady hand till we plant our feet down and take a stand.
D C G
(There’s) poor and hungry all over the Earth
D C G
and ethnic wars making all this worse.
I bring them to the porch and I want to cry D
but I lift them up to the blue in the sky.
Friends and all my neighbors know they’ll find me here, strumming my guitar when the weather’s clear. Singing to the sparrows swooping in the air. Everybody’s welcome to a front porch chair. Tell me how you’re doing. did your basement flood? Thanks for the ladder and the two-by-four stud. Thank our lucky stars we can share this block and count on each other when we need to talk. chorus
Everybody’s front porch has a different style, hammocks or cupboards or toys in a pile, tablecloth dining or tools of the trade, but we’re one big family in our front porch shade. Gladiolas, Morning Glories, stars and stripes, Glowing jack-o-lanterns, Christmas lights. Sweep it out in spring to begin anew when the Daffodils riot and the Crocus bloom.
Words and music by David B. Hakan 9-26-2004 © 2004 All Rights Reserved