My Front Porch Lookin In
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The only ground I ever owned, was sticking to my shoes
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Now I look out my front porch at this panoramic view
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I can sit and watch the fields fill up with rays of golden sun
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I watch the moon lay on the fences like that was where it was hung
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My blessings are in front of me, It's not about the land
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I'll never beat the view, from my front porch looking in
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(Chorus)
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There a carrot top who can barely walk, with a sippy cup of milk
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A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong,
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cus she likes to dress herself
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And the most beautiful girl, holding both of them
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Yeah the view I love the most
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Is my front porch looking in
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I've traveled here and everywhere, following my job
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I've seen the paintings from the air, brushed by the hand of God
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The mountains and the canyons reach, from sea to shining sea
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But I can't wait to get back home, to the one he made for me
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Cus anywhere I'll ever go, and everywhere I've been
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Nothing takes my breath away, like my front porch looking in
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Chorus
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I see what beautiful is about, When I'm looking in
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Not when I'm looking out....
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Chorus
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The view I love the most is my front porch looking in
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Yeah, Yeah
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Theres a carrot top who can barely walk...with my front porch lookin' in
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A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong...with my front porch lookin' in
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And the most beautiful girl holding both of them...yeah,yeah
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Front Porch View
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