Sittin' on the porch

I'm sitting on the porch, waiting for my love
sun's burning like a torch, at heaven far above
She went back to get her purse, she had forgotten the thing
to make my mood less worse, I have this silly song to sing

I'm still sitting at my door, waiting for my love
sun's shining no more, it's all darkness above
But I don't mind the wait, I think she's worth the while
For such a perfect date, I'll wait here with a smile

I keep sitting at my door, as the months go passing by
people wonder what for, some even say she told a lie
that she wanted to get away, didn't want to be seen with me
but another month I'll stay, and after that another year or three

You see that skeleton at that door, it was a very patient man
he will now wait for evermore, because it is all that he can
dried flowers he's holding still, while waiting for his love
and it is his only will, to wait for her in heaven above