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I get home at a half past five
It hits me as I pull up the drive
That tonight's the night we're supposed to go downtown
I don't have time to make a reservation
I forgot again there's no explanation
But I thought of something as I walked through that door
Well it's date night down at the Cracker Barrel
Our candle lit table sitting back in the corner
Miss Louise knows my order
Like the back of her hand
She's bringing out the butter and the biscuits
Lord in the morning I'm sure gonna feel it
But it's night like these that I love to be your man
When we get done we'll go outside
Do some front porch rocking in the moonlight
All I need is you sitting next to me
You got to admit it's not that bad
You even did a little shopping in the store front half
I tell you same time same place next week
Date night down at the Cracker Barrel
Our candle lit table sitting back in the corner
Miss Louise knows my order
Like the back of her hand
She's bringing out the butter and the biscuits
Lord in the morning I'm sure gonna feel it
But it's night like these that I love to be your man
You know a place like this is hard to find
Breakfast lunch and dinner anytime
And let me tell you that apple butter can't be beat
If you like your cooking southern nothing more
If you don't well then there's the door
But you know just where I'm gonna be
Well it's date night down at the Cracker Barrel
Our candle lit table sitting back in the corner
Miss Louise knows my order
Like the back of her hand
She's bringing out the butter and the biscuits
Lord in the morning I'm sure gonna feel it
But it's night like these that I love to be your man
Date night down at the Cracker Barrel
Our candle lit table sitting back in the corner
Miss Louise knows my order
Like the back of her hand
She's bringing out the butter and the biscuits
Lord in the morning I'm sure gonna feel it
But it's night like these that I love to be your man