Front Porch Rules

[Verse]

I begged him, "Daddy, please just wave out the window"

He said, "Sure thing, sweetheart," then he carried out his chair

Took his glasses off so he'd look a little meaner

And at six o'clock sharp he was sitting out there

Wyatt pulled up at six fifty-eight

With his hair combed wet and a shirt with a collar

Reached to lean on the horn, then he thought better