A Place at My Table

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
To my every childhood moves
Soothing are the cameras looking out at my back 49
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 echoes through my younger years
I know you can hear me 'cause the music never stops
George Jone sang me to sleep whether he knows it or not

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 picking up your teeth

And I'll always lend a hand if I'm able
And you'll always have a place at my table

That's your Uncle Kracker sitting back there on that back porch
And I think sitting back here I can see everything I need to see
I think out yonder I see poor old Mr. Bradford fueling up the Benz
Everything is truly everything
That's all it can ever be
And that sure is good enough for me

And I'll always give ya help when I'm able
And you'll always have a place at my table

And I'll always lend a hand if I'm able
And you'll always have a place at my table
Get her done