[intro]
“Now y’all hush and pass the gravy. Don’t mind the noises… it’s just the woods digestin’.”
[Verse 1]
Maw’s got stew on the stovetop hissin’
Somethin’ in the pot got a jawbone missin’
Cousin on the porch still chewin’ raw
Said he found meat in the killin’ draw
Tablecloth red, but that ain’t no pattern
That’s last week’s guest, and he didn’t matter
Paw got glass in his church boots still
From draggin’ that preacher up Breakbone Hill
Auntie got teeth like busted glass
Laughs real sweet when she cuts your gas
We eat quiet, forks in rhythm
Sayin’ grace to the burlap system
[chorus]
Dinner at Maw’s, don’t ask what’s served
If the meat screams back, just say, “Yes, sir”
We bless our b***d and pass that plate
Then bury the bones by the outhouse gate
Dinner at Maw’s, bring your own k***e
‘Cause the roast might twitch like it’s got new life
You don’t leave till the sun come back
Or till Burlap knocks with a welcome smack
[Verse 2]
There’s somethin’ scratchin’ in the cellar pit
Maw says, “That’s just cousin—it’s fine, let it sit”
Brother got one eye and a burlap bib
Lickin’ gravy off a shovel rib
The fan don’t spin but the air still crawls
With a buzz like flies at the drywall scrawls
Ain’t no rules ‘cept one you learn:
Don’t refuse seconds or your seat might burn
We toast to fog, to flame, to kin
And whoever’s trapped screamin’ in the corn again
This ain’t hell—hell’s got shame
Out here we just smile and forget your name
[chorus]
Dinner at Maw’s, don’t ask what’s served
If the meat screams back, just say, “Yes, sir”
We bless our b***d and pass that plate
Then bury the bones by the outhouse gate
Dinner at Maw’s, bring your own k***e
‘Cause the roast might twitch like it’s got new life
You don’t leave till the sun come back
Or till Burlap knocks with a welcome smack
[Outro]
“Mmm. Tender this time.”
[Outro]
“Ain’t nothin’ like feedin’ the ones you love.”
“They come scared, but they leave quiet.”
“It’s tradition—meat is meat, and fear got flavor.”
“Now hush, child. Eat up… or you’ll be next to savor.”
