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There's a porch swing in in the shade of the south
the sweet honey drips off that old hush-yo'-mouth
It's a slow road on that old Natchez Trace
Through Alabama cotton to a state of grace

It's a crisp golden Autumn on the Tennessee
down to Mississippi like you headed back in time
Town's closed on Sunday, in church
It's as the moon this place here on earth

And place don't change, some places move slow
I'm rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
I got nothing to do 'cept hang in the
of the old south are all around me
Yeah, high, yeah, swing low
on this porch swing in Tupelo

His mama have loved him, that truck drivin' boy
With the grease monkey and the rock 'n roll voice
Well, I was just thinkin' 'bout him 'cause I guess he sat
Singing all to God through poverty's tears

And this place change, some places move slow
I'm rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
I got nothing to do hang in the breeze
Ghosts of the old south are all me
Yeah, high, yeah, swing low
Here on this porch swing in

And place don't change, some places move slow
I'm just rocking myself on this porch in Tupelo
I got nothing to do 'cept hang in the
of the old south are all around me
Yeah, high, yeah, swing low
Here on porch swing in Tupelo

And this place don't change, places move slow
I'm rocking' myself on this porch swing in
I got to do but hang in the breeze
The of the old south all around me
Yeah, swing high, yeah, low
On porch swing in Tupelo

on this porch swing in Tupelo
Here on this porch in Tupelo