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  1. My Back Porch
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Lyrics

My Back Porch
Circa 1991
Written by Jason Moon

Come join me on my back porch?
Said won't you come join me on my back porch?
You can sing and dance without a care.
You'll fall in love with everybody there.
On my back porch, in my mind.

Well there's Jimmie, Janis, and Jim too.
They sit around all day sniffing glue and writing tunes.
Janis sings and Jimmie plays guitar.
And Jim hasn't crawled out from under the bed so far.
On my back porch, in my mind.

Elvis sleeps in my rocking chair.
Leaves his Blue Suede Shoes laying everywhere.
He eats all he wants and he never gains a pound.
Claims he's been with every woman that there is around.
On my back porch, in my mind.

John F. Kennedy drives his car.
Someone stole his spark plugs and he ain't a getting far.
Hears a gun shot from over there.
Its just Bobby playing with firecrackers and he don't care.
On my back porch, in my mind.

Jerry spends his time making teddy bears.
And Kurt Colbain changed the color of his hair.
Nixon cries out, “well I ain’t no crook.”
And nobody gives him a second look.
On my back porch, in my mind.

On Sundays, Martin comes down to preach,
Malcolm and Medgar sit around and watch him teach.
No, there ain't no color, you don't see no race.
All you see is a smiling face.
On my back porch, in my mind.

(Repeat first verse)

© Full Moon Music 1996

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