Well, the lawn needs mowin' but I don't care
I'm sittin' on the front porch drinkin' beer
Smokin' all the cigarettes I own.
Well, my wife done left me and my job's a pain
The car won't run and it looks like rain
So I'm sittin' on the front porch drinkin' beer.
There's a whole lot of things in this world can go wrong
But with six, or eight, or twelve pain killers
The pain don't last too long
Well some folks say I'm over the hill
If the beer don't get me then the cigarettes will
But I'm sittin on the front porch drinkin' beer.
Well the house needs paint and the roof caved in
I got three days beard and I look like sin
Sittin' on the front porch drinkin' beer,
Well the dog don't like me and the cat don't care
And Lady Luck just died, I swear,
Sittin' on the front porch drinkin' beer.
There's a whole lot of things in this world can go wrong
But with six, or eight, or twelve pain killers
The pain don't last too long
Well some folks say I'm over the hill
If the smokes don't get me then the alcohol will
Sittin on the front porch drinkin' beer
Well the TV's busted and I'm out of food
I'm out of money and my boss is crude
Sittin' on the front porch drinkin beer.
Well, my song is lousy and the words don't rhyme
My face might be ugly, but that ain't no crime (or maybe it is....)
Sittin' on the front porch drinkin' beer
There's a whole lot of things in this world can go wrong
But with six, or eight, or twelve pain killers
The pain don't last too long
Well, some folks say I'm over the hill
If the Camels din't get me then the Rolling Rock will
Sittin' on the front porch drinkin' beer
And I'm glad as hell they have a front porch here.
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