Intro: Verse it sure is nice sitting on this porch picking these old time song no matter how far i get from here this place still feels like home remember all those summer nights we talked about life and such dad ive come to realise, i havent said enough but thanks for the g chord, teaching me about the good lord giving me that old ford when i turned 16 thanks for hanging in there when i was going nowhere and thanks for never changing that lock on the front door thanks for the g chord that old flat top martin you gave me back then you know i still got it now i keep it locked up in that same old case you use to tote around sometimes when the crowd is quiet i bring it out again and play the first song you taught me back when i was 10 Chorus thanks for hanging in there when i was going nowhere and thanks for never changing that lock on the front door thanks for the g chord