Chords
Front Porch

Key: G

Introduction:

                                                                                                 G  
D                                                                      G                      D  
Driven to silence but I'm drowning in sin
                                                                     G                            A  
My mandolin hangs on the wall once again
D                                                                                 F#m  
I can't seem to find the right words from within
G                                         A                         D  
But I won't be looking for long
There comes a time when nothing seems clear
Bm                                                    G                    A  
I was a fool, I was stupid because
                  Bm                                                         G                            A  
I was mistaking knowledge for just a good buzz
Bm                                                                         G  
Five years drunk on wine and words and wit
                             Em                                                                                 A  
Served by cynics and charlatans, they were all full of shit
Bm                                                                              G                    A  
Empty cans of frustration and cans of regret
                          Bm                                                         G                              A  
Line the living room floor that you've often swept
                Bm                                              G  
Pop another one open and retch at the stench
                     Em                                                                      A  
It's a hard drink to swallow for a thirst you can't quench
                D                                                                                         G                                 D  
But there'll, there'll come a time when it all seems clear
                                                                                                                                        G                              A  
When your passed out on the front porch with your head full of beer
          D                                                      F#m  
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you dear
                     G                    A                         D  
But I won't be clouded for long
Now I'm driven to silence and I'm drowning in sin