The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Uncle Leroy, out under the old oak tree
He's got a bottle wedged between his knees
When no one's looking, he takes a great big swing
While the rest of the time he's just chewing on an old twig
He says the spirit is willing boys, but this flesh is so weak
Half a bottle gone now, he's headed to the creek
Well he baptized his demons and he splashed around awhile
Now he's running naked through the yard, looking for a towel
Before this night is over and his bottle is all gone
We'll get him up on the porch, he's drunk enough to play along
Old Uncle Leroy, he likes to thump the bass
But he has a real hard time, keeping a steady pace
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Grandma got her laundry hanging up there on a string
Dresses, shirts, and socks, and all those lacy underthings
On laundry day she scrubs up everything except what she's got on
When evening comes she is ready for some dancing on the lawn
Everybody knows Grandma is the best dancer in the land
She's stomping the yard, to beat the band
Stomping and a twirling, she spins round and round
She spins those skirts too fast and ends up on the ground
Eyes up boys, or you may get to know
Grandma's got no undies on, it's a laundry day peep show
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Brother Jack - Johnsons Reel Lyrics
Brother Jack - Johnsons Reel Lyrics
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The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Uncle Leroy, out under the old oak tree
He's got a bottle wedged between his knees
When no one's looking, he takes a great big swing
While the rest of the time he's just chewing on an old twig
He says the spirit is willing boys, but this flesh is so weak
Half a bottle gone now, he's headed to the creek
Well he baptized his demons and he splashed around awhile
Now he's running naked through the yard, looking for a towel
Before this night is over and his bottle is all gone
We'll get him up on the porch, he's drunk enough to play along
Old Uncle Leroy, he likes to thump the bass
But he has a real hard time, keeping a steady pace
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Grandma got her laundry hanging up there on a string
Dresses, shirts, and socks, and all those lacy underthings
On laundry day she scrubs up everything except what she's got on
When evening comes she is ready for some dancing on the lawn
Everybody knows Grandma is the best dancer in the land
She's stomping the yard, to beat the band
Stomping and a twirling, she spins round and round
She spins those skirts too fast and ends up on the ground
Eyes up boys, or you may get to know
Grandma's got no undies on, it's a laundry day peep show
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Uncle Leroy, out under the old oak tree
He's got a bottle wedged between his knees
When no one's looking, he takes a great big swing
While the rest of the time he's just chewing on an old twig
He says the spirit is willing boys, but this flesh is so weak
Half a bottle gone now, he's headed to the creek
Well he baptized his demons and he splashed around awhile
Now he's running naked through the yard, looking for a towel
Before this night is over and his bottle is all gone
We'll get him up on the porch, he's drunk enough to play along
Old Uncle Leroy, he likes to thump the bass
But he has a real hard time, keeping a steady pace
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Grandma got her laundry hanging up there on a string
Dresses, shirts, and socks, and all those lacy underthings
On laundry day she scrubs up everything except what she's got on
When evening comes she is ready for some dancing on the lawn
Everybody knows Grandma is the best dancer in the land
She's stomping the yard, to beat the band
Stomping and a twirling, she spins round and round
She spins those skirts too fast and ends up on the ground
Eyes up boys, or you may get to know
Grandma's got no undies on, it's a laundry day peep show
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
The band's on the back porch
Just picking Johnson's reel
All the girls are in the yard
Kicking up their heels
So what, if you don't know the steps
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Writer: Jeremy Jack
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, BROTHER JACK'S SONGBOOK
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, BROTHER JACK'S SONGBOOK