Текст песни: Porch Swing In Tupelo + перевод

There’s a porch swing in tupelo

In the shade of the south

Where the sweet honey drips off that old hush-your-mouth

It’s a slow road on down

That old natchez trace

Through alabama cotton fields to a state of grace

It’s a crisp golden autumn

On the tennessee line

Rolling down to mississippi like you headed back in time

Town’s closed on Sunday

Everybody’s in church

It’s empty as the moon this place here on earth

And this place don’t change

Some places move slow

I’m just rocking myself on this porch swing in tupelo

I got nothing to do except hang in the breeze

Ghosts of the old south are all around me

Yea swing high, yea swing low

Here on this porch swing in tupelo

His mama must have loved him

That truck driving boy

With the grease monkey look and the rock and roll voice

Well i was just thinking about him

Because I guess he sat here

Singing all praise to god through poverty’s tears

Here on this porch swing in tupelo

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