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Friday night, had to work late
Now I’m stuck right here on the interstate
Stop and go, pumping my breaks
With no relief in sight 
Deadlines rolling through my head
The time clock is punching me instead
My sanity's hanging by a thread
Man, I’m wound up tight

I need to slow down
Take a deep breath and slow down (give me the)

   Steady rhythm of a rocking chair
   Where the only thing heavy is the evening air
   Homemade ice cream and all my cares just disappear
   Where crickets sing and fireflies 
   Light up my little piece of paradise
   It's where I go to let my world unwind
   Lord, get me back to that front porch frame of mind

Nothing like a honeysuckle breeze
My baby’s smile and sweet ice tea
Floorboards creaking underneath my feet
As night comes drifting in
When the neighbors drop by, chances are
We’ll be telling tall tales and laughing hard
Might even get out that old guitar
Just sharing the night with friends

I’m ready to slow down
Take a deep breath and slow down (to the)

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I gotta get back, get back to that front porch frame of mind
Gotta get back, get back, I gotta get back (to the)

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