And you'll always have a place at my table Hey dinner's ready come on and eat Get her done
This ain't no Memphis soul songs And Motown rhythm and blues Or smoky broken soundtracks Of my every childhood moves Soothing are the camera's looking out at my back 40 Lord I don't know where I'd be if not from Berigordi See my story ain't that simple and it don't stop here Patsy Cline still echos through my younger years I know you can hear me cause the music never stops George Jones sang me to sleep whether he knows it or not
CHORUS And I'll always lend a hand if I'm able And you'll always have a place at my table
I've been this whole world over with Detroit on my mind But I've got friends in Tennessee Atlanta and Caroline We don't need no money and we don't want no grief But if you came to give some you'll be pickin' up your teeth
REPEAT CHORUS
That's your Uncle Kracker sittin' back there on that back porch And I think sittin' back here I can see everything I need to see I think back here I can see poor old Mr. Bradford fuelin' up the Benz Everything is truly everything That's all it can ever be And that sure is good enough for me ha ha
(And I'll always give ya help if I'm able And you'll always have a place at my table)