Front Porch Swing
Written and Recorded
by Frank McKinnon

LYRICS

Sittin' on the front porch swing, makin' this ol' guitar ring, watchin' the sun goin' down. The frogs in the pond will be singin' all night long, and the crickets will join in their refrain.

And our tomorrows may be someone's yesterday. I'm not sayin' it's a second hand world. But it may work out that way. And our tomorrows may be someone's yesterday. Don't think we need to hurry. We may fall along the way. Don't think we need to hurry at all.

Wish this world could slow down, and stop all its fightin'. Then, people could look around and see. And, maybe, they would find the love; oh the love that can set us all free.

LEAD BREAK

And our tomorrows may be someone's yesterday. I'm not sayin' it's a second hand world. But it may work out that way. And our tomorrows may be someone's yesterday. Don't think we need to hurry. We may fall along the way. Don't think we need to hurry at all.

MP3 Copy of Studio Recording,
Recorded in 2000

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[MP3 Copy of Studio Recording]

David Smith: Guitar
Frank McKinnon: Guitar and Vocal