I like my cornbread in the morning risin’
I like my cornbread when it’s nice and fresh
I like my cornbread with a little bit o’ butter
I like them sticky fingers when it gets so wet
Hey momma don’t you make a poor man beg
Yeah momma don’t you hear what I say
I need your cornbread 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 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 the cornbread it gets sticky
well sticky’s good in my book I think I’ll have some more
Hey momma don’t you make a poor man beg
Hey momma don’t you hear what I say
I need your cornbread every day
I like to watch my baby makin’ cornbread
I like to watch her fingers in the dough
Sometimes the cornbread cooks quick
Sometimes it cooks awfully slow
Hey momma don’t you make a poor man beg
Hey momma don’t you hear what I say
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