Rice and Gravy

Oh, eighty-six, 

I remember  The first time I saw my mother’s eyes 

Then it’s rice and gravy, corn and coffee, biscuits and beer 

For eighteen years on a county Line 

Burning bridges so fast 

Oh the memories how they last 

Pissed off some folks, made some jokes 

There’s nothin’ we didn’t try 

Thank God we made it out alive   

Steel toes and hardhats 

Them Port Arthur boys have no fear 

All this rice and gravy, corn and coffee, biscuits and beer 

Just tryin’ to make livin’ ‘round here 

Sweet Momma she prays 

That her man survives the day 

He makes it home, his back is blown 

Put the kids to bed 

Wake up and do it all again   

Saddle up, it’s Friday 

The rest of the week is now done 

All this rice and gravy, corn and coffee, biscuits and beer 

Has got me an appetite for having fun 

Chase the moon into the sun 

Chase a shot with another one 

Then it’s Waffle House, slurring mouth 

Order me some grits 

If they can’t understand us 

Well we don’t give a shit