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Let's Just Have Supper
by Nora Jane Struthers and Korby Lenker

Dad's in his chair
Mama's on the phone
TV's makin' all of us feel angry and alone
Talking makes us yell
Yellin' makes us sad
Comin' home used to feel right
Now it just feels bad
But they're my family

Let's just have supper
Here pull up a chair
It's hard to feel so far away, sitting with you here
Cornbread's in the oven
Chicken's on the stove
Let's just have supper before the beans get cold

Sunday afternoons
I see my neighbor John
Cuttin' grass and washin' cars; he's always workin' hard
When we pass we wave
Seems like an alright guy
I kind of thought we might be friends until I saw that sign, up in his yard
I guess we don't agree

Let's just have supper
Here pull up a chair
It's hard to feel so far away, sitting with you here
Cornbread's in the oven
Chicken's on the stove
Let's just have supper before the beans get cold

Scrollin' through my feed's
Like chasin' down a ghost
It's not a conversation it's just comments on a post
I guess we got a mess
There ain't no easy fix
But supper's on and it's almost done; why don't you come on by round six?
Everybody needs to eat

Let's just have supper
Here pull up a chair
It's hard to feel so far away, sitting with you here
Cornbread's in the oven
Chicken's on the stove
Let's just have supper before the beans get cold
Let's all have supper before the beans get cold