It sure is nice, sittin' on this porch
Pickin' these old time songs
No matter how far I get from here
This place still feels like home
Remember all those summer nights
We'd talk about life and such
Well Dad, I've come to realize
I haven't said enough
But thanks for the G chord
Teachin' me about the good Lord
Givin' me that old Ford
When I turned sixteen
Thanks for hangin' in there
When I was goin' nowhere
Thanks for never changin'
That lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord
That old flat top Martin, you gave me back then
You know I've still got it now
I keep it locked up in that same ol' case
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You used to tote around
Sometimes when the crowd is quiet
I'll bring it out again
And play the first song you taught me
Back when I was ten
Thanks for the G chord
Teachin' me about the good Lord
Givin' me that old Ford
When I turned sixteen
Thanks for hangin' in there
When I was goin' nowhere
Thanks for never changin'
That lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord
Thanks for hangin' in there
When I was goin' nowhere
Thanks for never changin'
That lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord
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