Luyện nghe bài hát Front Porch Junkies

We ain't it inside
We kickin' it outside
We're just moonshine watchin' chicken fry
And makin' that swing side to side
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, do"
Come on, girl, can you that groove?
The mandolin is
All my friends are
We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get
Yeah, we're just some porch junkies
(Oh, we're just front junkies)

We ain't kickin' it (No!)
We ain't kickin' it (Hell no!)
We're just it up on the low-down
Blowin' on a Blue Tick Coonhound
"Boom, boom, boom-di-boom!"
Come on, y'all, can you feel groove?
Swamp air comin' the screen door
Bare feet on the wood floor
just diggin' it, finger lickin' pickin' out in the country
Yeah, we're just some porch junkies
(Oh, we're just porch junkies)

Just sittin' workin' on a flip-flop tan
Got a cold Bush light and a coozie in my
Dang, I don't be needin' no sand beach
I got the sweetest little Georgia peach in a two
button ring is shinin' like a diamond
Says I be up onstage at the Ryman
I don't need no crowd, no light, smoke
The beer's ice and the subwoofer's bumpin'
Sittin' on a cloud, feelin' lucky
Dang, it feels good to be a porch junkie
(Oh, we're just porch junkies)

We ain't it inside (No!)
We kickin' it outside (Hell no!)
We're sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry
And makin' that swing side to side
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, do"
on, girl, can you feel that groove?
The is strummin',
All my are comin'
We're chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky
Yeah, just some front porch junkies
(Oh, we're just porch junkies)