Pretty Little Goat - Fried Eggs Lyrics

I was born into the country
Don't you know I'm a natural man
I got the self-prescribed hard times
Coming on and on and again
But your love keeps me going with my head turned straight
When I wake up early
Know what makes me feel great
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy
I got a hundred miles of blacktop
Staring down the end of the road
Let the self-prescribed hard times
Sanctify my weary load
Going down to Memphis where the grace runs dry
Heavy water rolling as I'm passing on by
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy
When I make my batter
I put it in my cast-iron pan
I make the best pone of cornbread in this here land
Yeah, I start my gravy when the sun goes down
If you don't like my gravy
Don't you come around
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy
Fried eggs
Black coffee
Cornbread
Red-eyed gravy