Cornbread Songtext
von The Band of Heathens

I like my cornbread in the morning rising
I like my cornbread when it′s nice and fresh
I like my cornbread with a little bit of butter
Like them sticky fingers when it gets so wet

Hey mama don't you make a poor man beg
Hey mama don′t you hear what I say
I need your cornbread every day, mmm every day

I like to eat my cornbread in the kitchen
I like to eat it on the back porch swing
I like my cornbread in the middle of the winter
I like a little extra cornbread in the spring

In the mornings when I've got a hundred miles to go
I eat my baby's cornbread real slow
And when it′s cold and I′m out on the road
My baby's cornbread make me want to come home

I keep my baby′s recipe a secret
Ain't had no cornbread like this before
Well sometimes that cornbread gets sticky
But sticky′s good in my book I think I'll have some more


Hey mama don′t you make a poor man beg, mama don't you make a man beg
Hey mama don't you hear what I say
I need your cornbread every day, mmm every day

(Instrumental)

Mmm-mmm-mmm, that′s right

I like to watch my baby making cornbread
I like to watch her fingers in the dough
Sometimes that cornbread cooks quickly
Sometimes it cooks awful slow

Hey mama don′t you make a poor man beg, mama don't, don′t you make a man beg
Hey mama don't you hear what I say
I need your cornbread, I need your cornbread, I need your cornbread every day, mmm-mm


Mmm-mmm mama don′t you make
Say mama don't you make a poor man beg
Mama don′t you make a poor man beg
I need your cornbread every day (every day)
Who-oo-oo, say I need
Mama don't (I need it all the time)
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread (I need your cornbread)
Whoo, I need every day
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread every day
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread every day
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread every day
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread
I need your cornbread every day