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Sitting on the porch as we play

Sitting on the porch with my son  
I'll be sitting till his mother comes  
Watching butterflies fly in  
And we watch 'em fly away again  
   
Sitting on the porch as we play  
he was cryin when she went away  
We're just sitting on the porch as we play  
Spendin' time  
   
She left for work in the mornin'  
Headed in the hospitals way  
Gave him somethin' to long for  
he's been lookin' for 'er to come home today  
   
so were just gon sit on the porch as we play
he was cryin when she went away
were just sittin on the porch as we play
spendin time
   
THE LOOK THAT,
 we both exchange  
when you pull up into the driveway  
YOU CAN TELL JUST,
how much we love you  
he smiles as you call out his name  
   
he mouthes you " ma ma" intones  
And his families complete that your home  
these two handsome smiles you're shown  
just reflect the smile of your own  

Now were just gon' sit on the porch as we play
He was cryin when you went away
oh we just sittin on the porch as we play
spendin time
   
   

   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
(Inspired by a picture of a father and his baby boy.  
based on the song Sitting On The Dock Of The Bay by Otis Redding)
Written by artkytech
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