07 Front Porch Junkies
Rhett Thomas Lyrics
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We ain't kickin' it outside
We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry
And makin' that swing swing side to side
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, hoopty do"
Come on, girl, can you feel that groove?
The mandolin is strummin'
All my friends are comin'
Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies
(Oh, we're just front porch junkies)
We ain't kickin' it uptown (No!)
We ain't kickin' it downtown (Hell no!)
We're just lightin' it up on the low-down
Blowin' smoke on a Blue Tick Coonhound
Singin' "Boom, boom, boom-di-boom!"
Come on, y'all, can you feel that groove?
Swamp air comin' through the screen door
Bare feet stompin' on the wood floor
We're just diggin' it, finger lickin' pickin' out in the country
Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies
(Oh, we're just front porch junkies)
Just sittin' here workin' on a flip-flop tan
Got a cold Bush light and a coozie in my hand
Dang, I don't be needin' no white sand beach
I got the sweetest little Georgia peach in a two piece
Belly button ring is shinin' like a diamond
Says I oughta be up onstage at the Ryman
I don't need no crowd, no light, smoke production
The beer's ice cold and the subwoofer's bumpin'
Sittin' on a cloud, feelin' pretty lucky
Dang, it feels good to be a front porch junkie
(Oh, we're just front porch junkies)
We ain't kickin' it inside (No!)
We ain't kickin' it outside (Hell no!)
We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry
And makin' that swing swing side to side
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, hoopty do"
Come on, girl, can you feel that groove?
The mandolin is strummin',
All my friends are comin'
We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky
Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies
(Oh, we're just front porch junkies)
The song "Front Porch Junkies" by Rhett Thomas is about a group of friends who prefer to spend their time hanging out on the front porch, rather than going out to town. The lyrics describe the scene of their hangout, with references to moonshine, chicken fry, and a Blue Tick Coonhound. It's evident that they are enjoying each other's company in a relaxed atmosphere, with no need for flashy productions or crowds.
The first verse talks about the group's music preferences, where they just want to listen to a mandolin strumming while they swing side to side, singing "Hoop, hoop, hoopty do". The second verse shifts the focus to their surroundings, describing the swamp air coming through the screen door, and their bare feet stomping on the wood floor as they enjoy some good ole country finger-licking pickin'.
The final verse talks about one member's observation of a sweet Georgia peach in a two-piece, and he feels like he's lucky just to be sitting there with his cold beer and subwoofer thumping. The chorus repeats, emphasizing that these friends are content just being "front porch junkies".
Overall, "Front Porch Junkies" is a catchy song that celebrates the simple joys of hanging out with friends, without having to go out and spend money. It's a nod to those who appreciate the beauty of small-town living and the comfort that nostalgia can bring.
Line by Line Meaning
We ain't kickin' it inside
We aren't spending time indoors
We ain't kickin' it outside
We aren't spending time outdoors
We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry
We're sipping moonshine and watching food being fried, enjoying the simple things in life
And makin' that swing swing side to side
We're swinging on a porch swing and enjoying the moment
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, hoopty do"
We're having fun, silly interactions with each other
Come on, girl, can you feel that groove?
We're enjoying the music and the atmosphere
The mandolin is strummin'
We're listening to a mandolin being played
All my friends are comin'
We're surrounded by our friends
We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky
We're relaxing, cooking food, and having a good time
Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies
We're people who enjoy spending time on the front porch
We ain't kickin' it uptown (No!)
We aren't spending time in the city or fancy places
We ain't kickin' it downtown (Hell no!)
We aren't spending time in the center of the city or any crowded areas
We're just lightin' it up on the low-down
We're keeping things simple and not drawing too much attention
Blowin' smoke on a Blue Tick Coonhound
We're smoking and hanging out with a dog breed called Blue Tick Coonhound
Singin' "Boom, boom, boom-di-boom!"
We're having fun with each other by making random sounds
Come on, y'all, can you feel that groove?
We're enjoying the music and hoping our friends are having a good time too
Swamp air comin' through the screen door
We're feeling the humid air from the swamp coming into the porch through the screen door
Bare feet stompin' on the wood floor
We're all barefoot and dancing on the porch's wooden floor
We're just diggin' it, finger lickin' pickin' out in the country
We're enjoying being in the country, playing music, eating finger-licking food, and having a good time
Just sittin' here workin' on a flip-flop tan
We're sitting and relaxing outside, working on our tan lines from wearing flip-flops
Got a cold Bush light and a coozie in my hand
I'm holding a cold beer and a coozie to keep my hand from getting wet
Dang, I don't be needin' no white sand beach
I don't need to go to a fancy beach with white sand to have a good time
I got the sweetest little Georgia peach in a two piece
I have a beautiful girl with me who's wearing a two-piece swimsuit
Belly button ring is shinin' like a diamond
The girl with me has a shiny belly button ring that looks like a diamond
Says I oughta be up onstage at the Ryman
The girl with me thinks I should be performing on stage at Ryman Auditorium, a famous music venue in Nashville
I don't need no crowd, no light, smoke production
I don't need a big crowd, special lighting or special effects to enjoy playing music
The beer's ice cold and the subwoofer's bumpin'
The beer we're drinking is very cold and the subwoofer is providing great sound
Sittin' on a cloud, feelin' pretty lucky
I'm feeling very happy, as if I'm sitting on a cloud
Dang, it feels good to be a front porch junkie
I really enjoy being someone who likes to hang out on the front porch
Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brad Warren, Brett D. Warren, Joshua Peter Kear, Mark Irwin Abramson, Thomas Rhett Akins
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