Mama used to love to reminisceShe'd sit out on the porch on nights like thisShe'd tell me about her favorite things in lifeLike honeysuckle, rain, and firefliesOut on that old porch swingI learned everythingHow to laugh and how to loveAnd who I am and who's up aboveAnd everything in betweenOut on that old porch swing16 summertime and FridaynightMy daddy's guitar, couple cokesand all the guysThe hours passed likecars through midnight airThe first tunes that I ever played were thereOut on that oldporch swingI playedI played everythingLeonard Skinner, Stevie RaySome old Garth Brooks, a little HankAnd everything in betweenOut on that old porch swingAnd my mind would just go rockin' back and forthOut on that old porch swingTo the memories I made on my front porchTo the memories I made on my front porchThe first time that I looked into her eyesShe was close enough to press her lips to mineWe were swinging through the night hand in handThat's where the best chapter in my life beganOut on that old port swingI had everythingMy first love and my first kissAnd what I'd wanted and what I'd missedEverything in betweenOut on that oldAnd I loved that oldOldOldOldOldAnd I missed that oldOldPort swingOh yeah!Tony Jackson!Good stuff!