A box of cornbread

Sticking to the pan

Cornbread in a cast iron

Mama's fried chicken cooking over a campfire

Little brothers throwing mud clods in their brother's eyes

That country truth, it don't know how to lie

Best bed you ever laid in

Like the best motel you ever stayed in

Two youngins in the hay making out

And that's all you need to know

'Cause 'round home, things move a little slower

We say, "Yes, ma'am, " and we say, "No, sir. "

A real man, he opens up the door

For any girl, even if he don't know her

Around here, you takin' up for your brother

Even when you know he ain't in the right

'Round here, you're coming in like a redneck mother

Headfirst, swinging haymakers left and right

Well, that's all you need to know

'Cause 'round home, things move a little slower

We say, "Yes, ma'am, " and we say, "No, sir. "

A real man, he opens up the door

For any girl, even if he don't know her

The flag's flying on the front porch

Flies flying headfirst into the screen door

If you need a ride, keys are in the floorboard

Unless you can't work the clutch on an old Ford

Well, that's all you need to know

'Cause 'round home, things move a little slower

We say, "Yes, ma'am, " and we say, "No, sir. "

A real man, he opens up the door

For any girl, even if he don't know her

When your only map is a sky full of stars

There ain't nothing like fishing in the dark

'Cause 'round home, things move a little slower

We say, "Yes, ma'am, " and we say, "No, sir. "

A real man, he opens up the door

For any girl, even if he don't know her

Yeah, hand me another slice of that cornbread, woo