Letra de 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
Of my every childhood moves
Soothing are the camera´s looking out at my back 40
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 echos through my younger years
I know you can hear me cause the music never stops
George Jones sang me to sleep whether he knows it or not

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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 pickin´ up your teeth

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

(And I´ll always give ya help if I´m able
And you´ll always have a place at my table)

REPEAT CHORUS Get her done