A
I sat on the front porch

My guitar in my hand

Playin the same chord
                E
Over and over again
            A
I wasted my morning
                 D
And half my afternoon
           A          B             D       E         A
But by the end of the day I'm gonna find a different groove


And I've got a good friend
Oh Lord he can play
And lately I'm a wonderin'
How does he do it that way
The boys got a rhythm
And I'll follow it soon
Gonna put my soul in the music and find a different groove


    D                             A
And I've been around everywhere under the sun
 D                                                A
Only to find out somehow somewhere it's all been done
D                        F#m
But I've made up my mind starting today
               A                                    E
Yes I'm gonna find a style that makes me smile and play my way


I know it with a two step
I can't find a beat
I can't make you swing
On account of my two left feet
I've got to keep movin
Shufflin' my shoes
Gonna put my soul in the music and find a different groove