More Front Porch Music

Here is some more front porch music on my new Martin. The song is something I remember from my youth. I can't remember the title. The picture is from left to right, my mother, my uncle Earvin, my maternal grandmother and my uncle Eugene who taught me how to play. The guitar he is holding appears to be a pre-war Gibson L Model, perhaps an L-5. It would have been worth the good part of a years "crop" back then and now it would be priceless.