Breakin’ Bread

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I went back home about a month ago To see my mama and my papa and the rest of the folk When I got there, Mom was sitting on the porch Just a-rockin' and a-hummin', like she always did She said, "Sit down, son, I know what you like I'm gonna fry us up some funky bread tonight" I said "Fry some bread?" (That's what she said) ("Fry some bread?" Yeah!) The kind of bread she made was called hoe cake bread (And it's extra greasy, on a wood stove) (In a big ol' skillet) (That's the way it's done) (That's the way you make that hoe cake bread, flour dough) (That's it, yeah) [Chorus] Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my mama Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my mama Breakin' bread [Verse 2] Then Papa come home About when the sun went down I say, "What's happenin', Pop?" I said, "Mom's just rollin' up some dough in there We gon' fry some bread tonight Some hoe cake bread – I know you know what that is" [Chorus] Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa Breakin' bread [Interlude] Then, in walked my brother and my sister Cousin Amos, Cousin Clarence, Cousin Rufus And that fine cousin, Johnnie Mae Boy, she look so good I wish she wasn't my cousin (You know she bad, she ain't my cousin) We smell the bread and we come to eat This good ol' stuff you call hoe cake bread (Hoe cake bread?) (Yeah, hoe cake bread... you know that stuff on top of the stove, fried) And we was soppin' molasses, drippin' butter all over the place And droppin' crumbs and havin' a good time (You know we was, haha) We was gettin' down, ha (Yeah, man) Party like this was, was the last time (Yeah) [Chorus] Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my brother, breakin' bread with my sister Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my cousin, breakin' bread with my buddies Breakin' bread [Interlude] Yeah, my buddies Bo and Chad, you know, they was cut up just now They was doin' it, boy That hoe cake bread is good (Yeah, you know it's good, like cracklin' bread) (You get that bread, get some of that grease all over your fingers) (Yeah) (Have the molasses runnin' down the side of your mouth) Drippin' on your chest (Hahahaha, yeah) [Chorus] Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my brother, breakin' bread with my sister Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my cousin, breakin' bread with my buddies Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my brother, breakin' bread with my sister Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my cousin, breakin' bread with my buddies Breakin' bread [Interlude] Yeah, my buddies Bo and Chad... (Yeah, haha), they alright with me (Chad bringin' a whole lot of bread, too, boy) Boy, I'ma take some of this bread back to New York with me, hahahaha (Ayy, man, you reckon they know how to accept it?) Ah, I know how to eat it, believe that (Oh yeah, okay) I can get down on it (I know you want to share with your other buddies in the Apple) Hey, they oughta get some You know, I know they got to remember where that come from (I don't know, some of them might be done got too hip, hahahaha) Ah, you never get too hip for hoe cake bread [Chorus] Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my brother, breakin' bread with my sister Breakin' bread Breakin' bread with my cousin, breakin' bread with my buddies Breakin' bread