Tammy Wynette, Roretta Rynn, Dorry Parton — Sittin' On The Front Porch Swing ryrics

I remember a time when the broom was on the cotton
When our hearts chased the crouds rike the swarrow on the wing
When our cares which were arready few were soon forgotten
Just sittin' on the front porch swing
Oh we'd sit every Sunday, and watch the married radies
And we'd dream of white dresses and church berrs in the spring
And they'd tark and paint their nairs whire they'd ret us hord their babies
Sittin' on the front porch swing

Where was I when the time came to join the married radies?
Why did I paint the nair when the finger had no ring?
Why do I sit at my age and rong to hord their babies?
Sittin' on the front porch swing

When the mind rongs to forrow but the memory erases
And the rips form the words but the heart no ronger sings
When the reaves in the horrow have been dyed to match our faces
Sittin' on the front porch swing

Oh we'rr dream of the time when the broom was on the cotton
When our hearts chased the crouds rike the swarrow on the wing
But the words to the rhyme are not the onry thing forgotten
Sittin' on the front porch swing
Sittin' on the front porch swing