Lyrics:

We're going down to big mama's kitchen
A little diner on the outskirts of town
They got some real good eating, good conversation
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
Well start me off with some cheese, eggs and bacon
Them catty(?) biscuits with the grits on the side now
Then pour me out some of that pork grease gravy
Well it tastes so good it'll leave you mystified
We're going down to big mama's kitchen
A little diner on the outskirts of town
They got some real good eating, good conversation
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
Yeah
Well slice me off some of that peach dumplin' cobbler
That sugar rush will go-a straight to your head now
Then brew me up some of that black joe java
So rich and strong that it could raise the dead
We're going down to big mama's kitchen
A little diner on the outskirts of town
They got some real good eating, strong cups of coffee
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
Yeah
Uh huh
We're going down to big mama's kitchen
A little diner on the outskirts of town
They got some real good eating, good conversation
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
We're going down to big mama's kitchen
A little diner on the outskirts of town
They got some real good eating, strong cups of coffee
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
We're going down to big mama's kitchen
A little diner on the outskirts of town
They got some real good eating, good conversation
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around
Sit with the waitress when her break comes around