Front Porch keyboard

Front Porch

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Front Porch - Brent Best (thanks to Gregor Anderson) Recorded version is in G

D                           G         D
Driven to silence but I'm drowning in sin
                          G           A
My mandolin hangs on the wall once again
D                               F#m
I can't seem to find the right words from within
G                A          D
But I won't be looking for long

There comes a time when nothing seems clear
When you're passed out on the front porch with a head full of beer
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you dear
But I won't be thinking for long

So many years ago when I was pure
I was drunk on direction but afflicted with a cure
For all ailments cynical, that's how things were
But I didn't stay drunk for too long

Notions and knowledge came and sobered me up
I sipped from their bottle and I slammed a whole cup
That swill seemed to sit well, but I should've thrown it up
'Cause it didn't sit well for too long

Bm                    G        A
I was a fool, I was stupid because
       Bm                      G           A
I was mistaking knowledge for just a good buzz
Bm                            G
Five years drunk on wine and words and wit
           Em                               A
Served by cynics and charlatans, they were all full of shit

Bm                              G        A
Empty cans of frustration and cans of regret
          Bm                      G            A
Line the living room floor that you've often swept
      Bm                  G
Pop another one open and retch at the stench
        Em                           A
It's a hard drink to swallow for a thirst you can't quench

      D                                  G             D
But there'll, there'll come a time when it all seems clear
                                                   G            A
When your passed out on the front porch with your head full of beer
    D                     F#m
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you dear
        G        A          D
But I won't be clouded for long

Now I'm driven to silence and I'm drowning in sin
My mandolin hangs on the wall once again
I can't seem to find the right words from within
But I won't be looking for long

I'll stink of drink till I let you in
Then I won't be stinking for long
No, I won't be stinking for long

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