From the recording THE FRONT PORCH

I remember waking up in the middle of the night and writing this entire song in about 20 minutes after we came up with the title that day. I always loved "grinning banjos", but had a hell of a time selling these images to my co-writers. I guess I stuck to my guns, as the original lyric stuck. I also remember assembling a "semi-professional" band to do the demo for that down home feel.

Lyrics

FRONT PORCH

LET’S PUT THE FRONT PORCH BACK IN THE MUSIC
PLUG INTO THE POWER OF THE MOON
WITH A WASHBOARD, JUG, A TUB BASS FIDDLE
PLAYIN’ JUST A LITTLE OUT OF TUNE
PICKIN’ BRONZE ON WOOD.. IS IT GONE FOR GOOD?
I WANNA LISTEN A FLAT TOP STRUM
LET’S PUT THE FRONT PORCH BACK IN THE MUSIC
‘CAUSE THAT’S WHERE IT ALL CAME FROM

IT’S GENUINE AMERICAN AND BORN ON A FRONT PORCH SWING
IT HELPED OUR FOLKS FORGET WHEN TIMES WERE ROUGH
GRANDPA ROCKED AND ROLLED HIS EYES
WHILE GRANDMA TRIED TO SING
SHE HAD A VOICE THAT ONLY HE COULD LOVE…

THE BANJOS GRINNED WHILE MANDOLINS AND KINFOLK KEPT THE BEAT
SLIGHTLY OUT OF TIME BUT NO ONE KNEW
JUST PLAYIN’ TO PLEASE EACH OTHER
AND THE ONLY THING AS SWEET
WAS THE CIDER THEY ALL SHARED WHEN THEY WERE THROUGH…