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A thunderous Appalachian stomp that celebrates the soulful glory of biscuits and gravy.
The image features a man wearing a straw hat, standing on a rocky path in a forest. He appears to be a hiker or a traveler, possibly enjoying the outdoors and the beauty of nature. The man is wearing a backpack, which suggests that he is on a journey or an adventure. The scene evokes a sense of freedom and exploration, as the man embraces the spirit of biscuits and gravy, which is often associated with comfort and warmth.
Title: Biscuits & Gravy Stomp
Tags: Appalachian Folk, Country, Bluegrass
Well, I’m walkin’ down the ol’ mountain road, Got a basket full of stories, and a heart full of gold, The sun’s settin’ low, but I’m feelin’ high, With biscuits and gravy ‘neath that starry sky. Oh, biscuits and gravy, they warm my soul, Like the mountain breeze that makes me whole, With a little salt and pepper, and that southern grace, I can taste the love in every bite I take. (Chorus) Biscuits and gravy, it’s all I need, It’s the heart of the country, the soil, the seed, From the hills to the valleys, it’s a timeless song, Where the smell of that kitchen just carries me on. I met a man, a hiker by the stream, With a backpack full of dreams and a quiet gleam, He said, ‘Son, this trail’s long, but it’s worth the fight,’ But the true reward’s in the food at the end of the night. So we sat by the fire, the stars shining bright, Spoonin’ that gravy ‘til the mornin’ light, And he smiled, said, ‘Boy, don’t you ever forget, The road’s long, but the meal’s the best part yet.’ (Chorus) Biscuits and gravy, it’s all I need, It’s the heart of the country, the soil, the seed, From the hills to the valleys, it’s a timeless song, Where the smell of that kitchen just carries me on. Bridge: In the woods, by the fire, with my plate held high, With biscuits and gravy, I’ll touch the sky. Like a thunderous stomp on that Appalachian ground, When you’ve got love and food, you’ve found solid ground. (Chorus) Biscuits and gravy, it’s all I need, It’s the heart of the country, the soil, the seed, From the hills to the valleys, it’s a timeless song, Where the smell of that kitchen just carries me on. Outro: So here’s to the mountains and the southern sun, To biscuits and gravy, we’re all one. From the rocky paths to the warm cabin’s door, We’ll keep stompin’ forever, and ask for no more.