t's not every day I see you waiting here

on the front porch of the store telling

tales

I've come a hundred miles from the

everglades

And if you've got some time tell me of

your day

Oh sit beneath the stars

Oh the days are hot and long

I think time has taken everything from

me

And my hands no longer work anymore

There's a child in the mud laughing now

She doesn't know her life is running

away

Oh sit beneath the stars

Oh the days are hot and long

It's not every day I see you waiting

here on the front porch of the store

telling tales

I've come a hundred miles from the

everglades

And if you've got some time tell me of

your day

Oh sit beneath the stars

Oh the days are hot and long

Only if you've got some time

Only if you've got some time

Only if you've got so