Barbecue

Out on the road, and all alone
Got a broken heart, so far from home
I ain't got no food, to call my own
I ain't got no food
I ain't got no home

(SECTION 1: "Wood N' Meat")

Hickory logs. Can't be beat.
Got that smoke. Now it's time for the meat.
Brisket. Pulled pork.
Chick'n. Hot links.
Season it up, slap it around
Twelve hours later when the sun goes down
you got barbecue

(SECTION 2: "Sides")

Cole slaw. Baked beans.
Stone ground grits. Collard greens.
Sweet potato salad. Mac n' cheese.
Corn on the cob. And a cup o' sweet tea.
Cornbread muffins, sauce n' stuffin'
Wash it on down with a big shot of bourbon
That's barbecue

(SECTION 3: "It's All Barbecue")

Burnt ends, rib tips, cracklin's too
got a good smoky flavor and a mighty fine chew
Moppin' on a mop sauce, baby back ribs
gonna make a big mess so you gonna need a bib

Slow and low is the name of the game
too fast and it's tougher than a two dollar steak
I got a tangy rich flavor and a nice smoke ring
servin' up a mess a' barbecue's a beautiful thing

Texas, Kansas City, Carolina, Tennesee
don't matter where cuz it's all the same to me
it's barbecue
Yeah that's barbecue.