Lyrics

"Front Porch Flea Market"
Lyrics & Music: Kirk Lewis Green, 4/2026

My baby’s doing business, got a money-making scheme
Wheeling and dealing, that’s her game, a garage sale queen
What others see as junk, she turns it into gold
Moves treasures from the closet, to the driveway and they’re sold

chorus
Front Porch Flea Market, money on the welcome mat
Buy’in and sell’in at our own front door, don’t get much better than that
You don’t, need no buggy or a parking spot, we don’t take no credit cards
Building our empire, doing business, in our own front yard

The times, they are a changing, she works in her PJ’s
Got her phone and her coffee cup, she works most nights and days
She’ll make you a deal on a discount hat, or purse from a fancy designer
All transactions taking place, from the comfort of her recliner

I heard some noises out back, I got that feeling of dread
She’s emptied out the garage and now she’s eyeing my shed
Barricaded inside now, but she’s banging on the door
No Honey, you can’t have it, I won’t part with my lawn mower