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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