Front Porch

Front Porch Gentle On My Mind Album Banjo tuned E, Capo 3, Key D D G D My front porch looks right at your back porch A At the side of your house sits my car D G D Your laundry hangs there by my window A D In the sun that shines down in our yard D G D When I come home I see you a leaving A When I am leaving you're just pulling in D G D At times I could reach out and touch you A D But I am not even sure of your name I saw you last round about midnight Like you never could ever be happy To live in the country with me I came up here hunting for riches Of fortune and fame I had heard But too long I've stared at your back porch And now I'm a slave to your world When the hair on my head turns to silver My feet and my hands old and sore I'll prop my old chair on the front porch And gaze at your old kitchen door