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Amy Carol Webb: Music

Country Breakfast

(Amy Carol Webb)
2008-05
© 2006, Amy Carol Webb & Jan Glidewell (Different Stripes Music, ASCAP)
Breakfast served up with a scoop of truth! The song tells the tale, just as it happened -- thanks to Jan Glidewell! If you’re passing by Dade City, y’all stop in at Tami’s and tell ‘em we sent ya! ACW: Guitar and vocals • Ron Litschauer: Bass, Mandolin • Bari Litschauer: Banjo
On our way to Willfest, we turned off the beaten track
Lookin' for a homemade biscuit and a cup of coffee strong and black
Betty took us to Dade City to Tami's place on 98
We wanted country breakfast but crow is what we ate.

Our waitress' name was Nikki,
her belly about 6 months on
She looked so young we said, "This your first?" and she said, "Nope, got three boys home"
We wondered at her energy as she wrote down grits and eggs
And turned to tend her tables makin' sure everybody got fed

We sipped coffee till our breakfast came, taters, eggs and steaming bread
But there where the butter should be was a tub of stuff called "spread"
My beloved called out, "'Scuse me, Jane, can have real butter please
"Can't imagine puttin' this man-made stuff on biscuits good as these."

Nikki said, "Spread is all we got," and swept her hair out of her face
While my beloved cried, "What do you mean, I thought this was a country place!"
NIkki said, "You're absolutely right. This is a country place,
"Country people don't ask questions. They just eat what's on their plate."

Eat what's on your plate, don't ask questions and don't complain
Even if it's broccoli and brussels sprouts, just smile and dive right in
God made the food and God made the cook so don't be impolite
Just eat what's set before you, and say thanks for every bite

Knowing we'd been proper told, we put that spread to use
'Cause there's nothin' like country breakfast served up with a scoop of truth
We cleaned our places still laughin' hard, our faces all bright red
Then headed for Sertoma, Nikki's words still in our head!

Eat what's on your plate, don't ask questions and don't complain
Even if it's broccoli brussels sprouts, just smile and dive right in
God made the food and God made the cook so don't be impolite
Just eat what's set before you, and say thanks for every bite

Six months later we were passing through, Glidewell took us for a bite
We were cravin' country breakfast and we knew Tammi's does it right
So we ordered up grits and biscuits and what did we behold
But right there on the table, real butter in the bowl

So if you want to change the world in ways mighty and profound
Just ask for what you want want and it just might come around

When you want a homemade biscuit served with butter or parkay
A dose of truth, a touch of love stop at Tami's on your way.

Just stop off in Dade City, cause Tammi's got it all
And if you're looking for good company, give Betty and Jan a call