Lyrics
Verse 1
June came hard on the back fortyCracked red clay beneath the wheelThe pond sank low by the old pecan treeAnd the windmill quit its squealDaddy watched the weather channelMama counted jars of beansWe tied the porch swing down with baling twineAnd prayed over every seed
Pre‑Chorus
But when the sun dropped past the siloAnd the kitchen window shoneWe pulled our chairs in close togetherLike we never stood alone
Chorus
Pass the biscuits, pass the blessingLet the tired hands rest awhileThere’s a little left, but it’s enough hereIf we’ve got this table and a smileThank You for the roof above usThank You for the ones who stayedThe grass may turn to dust by morningBut we’ll give thanks for what You gave
Verse 2
My brother drove in from the highwayWith a cooler and a grinSaid the town was dry as kindlingBut he brought some peaches inGrandma hummed beside the windowWhile the fan pushed borrowed airAnd every story grew a little tallerWith the supper smoke in there
Pre‑Chorus
Outside, the pasture wore its brown coatThe fence posts leaned and sighedInside, we passed the plate aroundAnd left no one outside
Chorus
Pass the biscuits, pass the blessingLet the tired hands rest awhileThere’s a little left, but it’s enough hereIf we’ve got this table and a smileThank You for the roof above usThank You for the ones who stayedThe grass may turn to dust by morningBut we’ll give thanks for what You gave
Bridge
Rain can come late, crops can failA good year can change its mindBut love is something we keep plantingRow by row and meal by meal, one more time
Final Chorus
Pass the biscuits, pass the blessingLet the tired hands rest awhileThere’s a little left, but it’s enough hereIf we’ve got this table and a smileThank You for the roof above usThank You for the ones who stayedThe grass may turn to dust by morningBut we’ll give thanks for what You gaveYes, the grass may turn to dust by morningStill we’ll give thanks for what You gave
Outro
When the first rain taps the tin roofWe’ll remember this dry season tooAround this table, come what mayThere’s always one more place for you