My name's Rory, I greet them at the door
when I ain't washing dishes or sweeping the floor.
I'm a real hard worker, I'm hardly ever late,
and in the last two weeks I've only broke one plate.
All right, y'all come on in.
Sit wherever you want.
Welcome to Marcy Jo's Meal House Restaurant.
Well, that's my little sister Marcy standing over there
pouring hot coffee and twirling her hair.
She's just working through the summer, she's getting out of here.
At least that's what she's been saying for the last three years.
That's Uncle Donnie in the kitchen, Lord.
Ain't he a sight, that yellow T-shirt.
He used to be white, he learned to cook from his uncle.
On his mama's side he's a fine connoisseur of all things fried.
Y'all come on in.
Sit wherever you want.
Welcome to Marcy Jo's Meal House Restaurant.
Well, now that's my brother Dale in the NASCAR cap
sitting by the girl with the baby on her lap.
They got two kids together, another on the way
and they're talking about getting married someday.
That's a true story right there.
So y'all from Alabama, ain't that nice.
That's a real pretty state, I've been to Little Rock twice.
Have you ever met Bill Clinton? Lord, that's a funny guy.
How about a cup of coffee and a piece of fudge pie?
Well, you can pay mama at the counter.
Her name's Louise, she's still trying to memorize the new register keys.
We sure like to thank y'all for stopping in.
If you're ever in this old way, come and see us again.
Y'all come on in.
Sit wherever you want.
Welcome to Larry's Country Diner Restaurant.
Yeah!
Thank you for having us.