
Just like this old porch, we are tattered and torn
Sagging sides, scuffed up boards and so much more
But on a sunny day, she is the coolness of the shade
And we don’t mind the marks all on the door
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It’s where our love grows, strong and wide and deep
Plans are made and blessings sought and we watch our dreams compete
The drinks are cold, the skies alive and we thank God for what we hold
Our vacation from the world, where they can’t take both our souls
Together we are one
In the place where our love grows
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After all these years, she still stands on her own
Survived the storms, the fights and all our fearful moans
So many memories and secrets kept from the world
We can weather any night out on that porch
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It’s where our love grows, strong and wide and deep
Plans are made and blessings sought and we watch our dreams compete
The drinks are cold, the skies alive and we thank God for what we hold
Our vacation from the world, where they can’t take both our souls
Together we are one
In the place where our love grows
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When the years are behind us, and the days are gold
We’ll be together, where the seeds were gently sown
Where grace and mercy, and true love was really known
Hand in hand, where it began
In the place where our love grows
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It’s where our love grows, strong and wide and deep
Plans are made and blessings sought and we watch our dreams compete
The drinks are cold, the skies alive and we thank God for what we hold
Our vacation from the world, where they can’t take both our souls
Together we are one
In the place where our love grows
↔
The drinks are cold, the skies alive and we thank God for what we hold
Our vacation from the world, where they can’t take both our souls
Together we are one
In the place where our love grows
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Child of God, Daughter, Farmer’s wife, Mother, Homesteader, Accountant. Jesus Saved, Farm Raised
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