Porch Honky
Porch honky, I been known to sit on my porch all day long
Porch honky, in my swing and I ain't worried about a thing
Porch honky, all I need is a big old glass of cold sweet tea
Porch honky, doin' fine, I'm livin' life one day at a time
One, two, three
One day at a time
Porch honky sittin' on my porch swing
Waitin' on that sunset to hear a coyote sing
But in the meantime, it's the same routine
Sweet tea in my beat up jeans
Charlie Bonnet's on the six string pickin' a tune
Tracy Stone's doin' his thing skinnin' a coon
Dogs on the porch laid out by my feet
And everybody's head starts bobbin' to the beat
Cars drive by lookin' at us kinda' funny
Just some old porch honkies, ain't got no money
Crops in the back yard, chickens in the front
Slingshot shootin' beer cans off that stump
And the black smoke comin' from the smoker, dinner time's close
Yesterday's hide hangin' right on the post
Kick back rockin' chair, yeah, we keep it funky
And that's the definition of an old porch honky
Porch honky, I been known to sit on my porch all day long
Porch honky, in my swing and I ain't worried about a thing
Porch honky, all I need is a big old glass of cold sweet tea
Porch honky, doin' fine, I'm livin' life one day at a time
One, two, three
One day at a time
Hangin' out, I ain't gotta do a damn thing
But sit right here all day on my porch swing
Drink a few take a chew kick it with my honkies
Might get drunk and start actin' like a donkey
Moccasin Creek feet bare like my pockets
Conners on the porch and he's shootin' bottle rockets
CB3's hummin' us a brand-new song
He's said, "Yeah, it won't be long"
Until we wake up in the morning and we do it again
Yeah, we're front porch coolin', covered in tin
The sun is beatin' down on my cowboy hat
My voice is gettin' hoarse, my beer is never flat
I'm looking for my rifle I found my .45
I raised it in the air, shot it high in the sky
Nobody asked why, they just looked and grinned
Yeah, them old porch honkies, man, they're at it again
Porch honky, I been known to sit on my porch all day long
Porch honky, in my swing, and I ain't worried about a thing
Porch honky, all I need is a big old glass of cold sweet tea
Porch honky, doin' fine, I'm livin' life one day at a time
One day at a time
All day long
All day long
Porch honky, doin' fine, livin' life one day at a time
One day at a time!
Porch honky, in my swing and I ain't worried about a thing
Porch honky, all I need is a big old glass of cold sweet tea
Porch honky, doin' fine, I'm livin' life one day at a time
One, two, three
One day at a time
Porch honky sittin' on my porch swing
Waitin' on that sunset to hear a coyote sing
But in the meantime, it's the same routine
Sweet tea in my beat up jeans
Charlie Bonnet's on the six string pickin' a tune
Tracy Stone's doin' his thing skinnin' a coon
Dogs on the porch laid out by my feet
And everybody's head starts bobbin' to the beat
Cars drive by lookin' at us kinda' funny
Just some old porch honkies, ain't got no money
Crops in the back yard, chickens in the front
Slingshot shootin' beer cans off that stump
And the black smoke comin' from the smoker, dinner time's close
Yesterday's hide hangin' right on the post
Kick back rockin' chair, yeah, we keep it funky
And that's the definition of an old porch honky
Porch honky, I been known to sit on my porch all day long
Porch honky, in my swing and I ain't worried about a thing
Porch honky, all I need is a big old glass of cold sweet tea
Porch honky, doin' fine, I'm livin' life one day at a time
One, two, three
One day at a time
Hangin' out, I ain't gotta do a damn thing
But sit right here all day on my porch swing
Drink a few take a chew kick it with my honkies
Might get drunk and start actin' like a donkey
Moccasin Creek feet bare like my pockets
Conners on the porch and he's shootin' bottle rockets
CB3's hummin' us a brand-new song
He's said, "Yeah, it won't be long"
Until we wake up in the morning and we do it again
Yeah, we're front porch coolin', covered in tin
The sun is beatin' down on my cowboy hat
My voice is gettin' hoarse, my beer is never flat
I'm looking for my rifle I found my .45
I raised it in the air, shot it high in the sky
Nobody asked why, they just looked and grinned
Yeah, them old porch honkies, man, they're at it again
Porch honky, I been known to sit on my porch all day long
Porch honky, in my swing, and I ain't worried about a thing
Porch honky, all I need is a big old glass of cold sweet tea
Porch honky, doin' fine, I'm livin' life one day at a time
One day at a time
All day long
All day long
Porch honky, doin' fine, livin' life one day at a time
One day at a time!
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Mccool, Charles Bonnett
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