DOIN’ IT ON THE PORCH:

© 1999 by Lydia Glider-Shelley
Verse 1:
It must be nice to be young, and look even younger!
To still have healthy lungs and insatiable hunger…
Doin’ it on the porch with a racecar driver’s son:
Carryin’ the torch, another generation of fun!
Remember what it was like when you were not old yet?
And it seemed that your bike flew through the world like a jet!
Wanting to have a car, but not knowing where to go…
Thinking “it can’t be far,” forgetting what it means to drive slow…
Climb:
You can’t get it back, once it slips away:
But everything you lack will come to you one day…
Bridge:
Sometimes you have to discard, before you can pick up:
I won’t say that life ain’t hard, or that you won’t need good luck!
But when you are my age, a memory is all that will remain of:
Chorus:
Doin’ it on the porch with a racecar driver’s son:
Carryin’ the torch, another generation of fun!
(repeat climb)
tag: Doin’ it on the porch…(repeat and fade out)