My Front Porch Looking In

Ooh yea woo, yeah, oh yea||The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes|Now I look at my front porch at this panoramic view|I could sit and watch the fields fill up with rays of golden sun|Or watch the moon lay on the fences like that's where it was hung||My blessings are in front of me it's not about the land|I'll never beat the view from my front porch looking in||[Chorus:]|There's a carrot top who can barely walk|With a sippy cup of milk|A little blue-eyed blonde|With shoes on wrong|'Cause she likes to dress herself|And the most beautiful girl|Holding both of them|Yeah, the view I love the most is my front porch looking in||Yeah, yeah||I've travelled here and everywhere|Following my job|I've seen the paintings from the air|Brushed by the hand of god|The mountains and the canyons reach from sea to shining sea|But I can't wait to get back home to the one he made for me||'Cause anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been|Nothin' takes my breath away like my front porch looking in||[Chorus]||I see what beautiful is about|When I'm looking in|Not when I'm looking out||[Chorus]||There's a carrot top that can barely walk|(from my front porch looking in)|A little blue-eyed blonde|With shoes on wrong|(from my front porch looking in)|And the most beautiful girl|Holding both of them|Ooh, yeah|