Breakin’ Bread Fred Wesley & The J.B.'s

[Verse 1]
I went back home about a month ago
To see my mama and my papa and the rest of the folks
When I got there mom was sitting on the porch
Just a-rockin' and a-hummin' like she always did
She said, "Sit down, son, I know what you like
I'm gonna fry us up some funky bread tonight"
I said "Fry some bread" (That's what she said)
Fry some bread? (Yeah)
The kind of bread she made was called hoe cake bread
(And it's extra greasy, on a wood stove, in a big ol' skillet, that's the way it's done)
That's the way you make that hoe cake, flour dough (That's it, yeah)

[Chorus]
Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread
Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread

[Verse 2]
Then papa come home about when the sun went down
I say, "What's happenin', pop?"
I said, "Mom's just rollin' up some dough in there, we gon' fry some bread tonight
Some hoe cake bread, I know you know what that is"

[Chorus]
Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa, breakin' bread
Breakin' bread with my mama, breakin' bread with my papa, breakin' bread