I can't get rich, I can't make a living
But I sure do something for the neighborhood women.
I wake up every morning with a knocking at my door
You can't keep 'em waiting when they're begging for more.

"Back! Back!" I hollered to my hound,
"You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around."
I used to think they was after me
but they're just after my recipe for
Good brown gravy, good brown gravy, I said
Good brown gravy, Mmm, good brown gravy

Well, you can sop it with a biscuit you can eat it from a pan
You can lick it off your fingers when it's running down your hand.
If I could get a backer I could cause a big commotion
I could put it on the market call it "Biscuit Lotion."

"Back! Back!" I hollered to my hound,
"You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around."
I used to think they was after me
Oh, but they're just after my recipe for
Good brown gravy, good brown gravy, I said
Good brown gravy, Mmm, good brown gravy

Well, my gramma told my momma 'bout the power that it had
Good Brown Gravy is the way she got my dad
They tried to get me in the Army, get me in the Navy
Just to get the secret of my good brown gravy

"Back! Back!" I hollered to my hound,
"You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around."
I used to think they was after me
Oh, but they're just after my recipe for
Good brown gravy, good brown gravy, I said
Good brown gravy, Mmm, good brown gravy
Good brown gravy, Good brown gravy
I mean good brown gravy