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That Old Porch Swing - ed bentley / ernie coralla

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Take a look, at that ole porch swing, over in those trees
The legend goes, it was hung there, long ago
By a young couple, deep in love, they'd set rocking every evening
Dreaming, of the day they could build their home

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And she would sing and dance, and be his ballerina
In his heart, he'd feel like a king
And when it rained, he'd be her umbrella
They owned the world, there on that old porch swing

Then one morning, she found him, thought he was sleeping
Preacher said, the lord took, him home today
Wasn't long before, she'd gone, on to join him
Those who knew, said she'd surely pined away

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On a quiet summer's evening, when it's calm and there's no wind
Folks swear that swing is moving, and sometimes they'll hear her sing


And when it rains, he's still her umbrella
Their still rocking, on that old porch swing
Up there together, on that old porch swing