The Whole World Needs A Kitchen
We live in a drive-thru generation.
About the closest thing to a home cooked meal is a greasy meat and three.
We hardly ever gather at our table.
Life's too busy to be a family, now, if you ask me.
The whole world needs a kitchen, like the one we lived in.
The smell of supper cooking on the stove, food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom.
Tired daddy dragging through a screen door.
Hugs and kisses and a thanking the Lord, they don't make ?em like that anymore.
The whole world needs a kitchen.
It's where we sat and did our homework.
And that bottom stair was a barber's chair when mama's lowered our ears.
It's where we watched mom and daddy dancing to The Rolling Stones and old George Jones.
Man, I swear?
The whole world needs a kitchen, like the one we lived in.
The smell of supper cooking on the stove, food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom.
Tired daddy dragging through a screen door.
Hugs and kisses and a thanking the Lord, they don't make ?em like that anymore.
The whole world needs a kitchen.
It's where we talked about our problems.
And it's where we solved ?em.
Lord, knows we still got ?em.
The whole world needs a kitchen, like the one we lived in.
The smell of supper cooking on the stove, food for the soul and a taste of mama's wisdom.
Tired daddy dragging through a screen door.
Hugs and kisses and a thanking the Lord, they don't make ?em like that anymore.
The whole world needs a kitchen.
The whole world needs a kitchen.
