Song Description

Mama quits her job and starts her own dance hall.

Lyrics

Mama worked hard every day of her life
Down at the cafe all day and night
Coming home tired with her feet all sore
Mama decided she couldn't take it any more
We had an old barn sitting way out back
It wasn't much more than a rundown shack
Me and my brother hammed up till dark
And made us a dance hall out of that old barn

We opened it up once the walls were true
Daddy came up with his homemade brew
Sister cut up about a side of beef
That old cow never smelled so sweet
And now there's a line past the neighbors' house
The band rocks hard and the band plays loud
Tire tracks and trucks all over the yard
At Mama's Dance Hall Barbecue Barn

My brother's spinning records up in the loft
Girls on the dance floor, you couldn't get 'em off
I work every Friday night down at the door
Mama had a smile but her feet were still sore
The county keeps trying to shut us down
But the sheriff gets drunk when he comes around
The judge says we ain't doing no harm
At Mama's Dance Hall Barbecue Barn

Waylon and Willie and old George Jones
The Beatles and Elvis and the Rolling Stones
We had enough money to buy a new house
And a big old herd of barbecue cows

Well now every Friday when the sun goes down
There's more people at our place than there are in town
The cafe's wondering where all the folks are
They're at Mama's Dance Hall Barbecue Barn
You'll find us on the county road under the stars
At Mama's Dance Hall Barbecue Barn
It's a little drive but it ain't too far
To Mama's Dance Hall Barbecue Barn
Come on down and park in the yard
At Mama's Dance Hall Barbecue Barn