Back Porch Chords

Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

C F D♯

D♯

D

C

 HA♯appy with no teeth, happy here in hibernation

C F D♯

D♯

D

C

 SA♯lurpin' on a peach, starin' at the situation

C F D♯

D♯

D

C

 KA♯itty at my foot, meowin' out a conversation

C F D♯

D♯

D

C

 RA♯ockin' back 'n' forth, that's my only destination

A♯

C

A♯

C

A♯

C

A♯

 OCld man on the back porch, old man on the back porch

A♯

C

A♯

C

A♯

 OCld man on the back porch, and that old man is me

A♯

C

A♯

C

A♯

C

A♯

 OCld man on the back porch, old man on the back porch

A♯

C

A♯

C

F

F

D♯

F♯

F

 OD♯ld man on the back porch, and that.....

C

F

D♯ D♯

D

C

A♯

C

F

D♯ D♯

D

C

 MA♯eeeeeeeee-ow, wow, wow, wow

(Repeat chord progression for each verse and chorus.)

Got a two-string on my lap, total subsonic vacation

Got chicken on the drums, poundin' out a perfect prescription

Got twenty little worms, all plug into amplification

Got fifteen hundred bass drum luggin' bug-eyed monkeys

All arriving at the station

Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch

Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me

Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch

Old man on the back porch, and that.....

Me me meeeee-ow whoa, whoa, whoa

(Chris and Dave's part sung at the same time)

Chris:

I'm sittin' on the back porch, kickin' my legs back, rockin in my

rockin'

chair,Just sittin' there. On the little back porch it's about to fall

apart

So I think I might repair it, just as I'm thinkin about repairin' it

Some little friends come along with some two-string, one string

No string guitars (Hey Chris wanna jam?), and they plug

Them all into the back porch, and they sit around playing all their

favorite songs And kickin back, feelin' real good, real fine, real full

of

the wine

And everything's fine, everything's beautiful, everything's great

And I just feel so good, you know I'm seventy years old and

I'm slurpin' everything through a straw

Dave:

I'm sittin' here on the back porch just eatin' chocolate pudding

through

 sAtraw

And I heated it up on a little sterno stove, tastes just like a warm

body

fluid goin' down, little players comin' 'round, pluggin' in their

instruments, feelin' good

about Themselves, singin' original songs, by the original masters

And I'm sittin' there on the porch, rockin' back 'n' forth in my little

old

chair