wrightsgaming[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The rooster crows, the sun's a-glow,
A skillet hums on a stove below.
Fresh-brewed coffee, steamin' high,
Bacon whispers to the sky.
Eggs crack open, golden bright,
Baked beans simmer in the morning light.
[Chorus]
Oh, it’s eggs and baked beans in the mornin’,
A country heart, no need for warnin’.
Dirt roads call and the fields are yawnin’,
Simple joys where the day is bornin’.
[Verse 2]
The screen door slams, the dog trots near,
A breeze carries laughter we all hear.
Butter melts on a biscuit’s crown,
Greetin’ the dawn in this sleepy town.
Tin plates clink with humble grace,
A farmer’s smile on his weathered face.
[Chorus]
Oh, it’s eggs and baked beans in the mornin’,
A country soul, the horizon’s warnin’.
Boots stomp dust where the corn is sworn in,
Life’s a tune and the world’s adornin’.
[Bridge]
The radio plays an old-time song,
Grandma hums as she stirs along.
Red checkered cloth, a mason jar,
Home’s the light of the morning star.
[Outro]
[Chorus]
Oh, it’s eggs and baked beans in the mornin’,
A country life, no disguise or scornin’.
Fields stretch wide where the hope is warnin’,
Heaven’s here where the fire’s still burnin’.
[Outro]
