Porch

Porch

© 2016 Jeff Jackson

You can learn a lot sitting on the porch

Just pull up a chair by the old screen door

If you listen real close, set your senses free

Hear the murmur of life in a bumblebee

Cause your soul is trembling

And springtime’s resembling peace

Inhale the smell of clover

floating through the wind

Tune your left ear, baby,

with the slightest bend

Breathe the memories of your childhood

in the fresh cut grass

Now the mockingbird’s belting out

it’s latest jazz

Cause you’ll hear me calling

My voice in whispered drawling yeah

You look for a sign

But I’ve been right here all the time

Rhythm of the sparrows

Tells you all you need to know

C’mon, little darlin’ let me hold your hand

And I’ll be the one who will understand

Chin up, little baby, let me see those eyes

So big & gorgeous they could hypnotize

Cause your soul’s still trembling

But I want you ambling free

You can learn a lot sitting on the porch

Just lean a little closer

and I’ll tell you more

Hear the crackin’ and the squeakin’

of that old swing chain

Wash that lemonade down

with your latest pain