Children of the Corn Bread

🌽🎩 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝒶𝒯𝑜𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹𝒻𝒳✒️🧈 🎵 Find me on Suno 🎧🤖✨ © 2026 CTFX • All rights reserved. 🌽🍞🌽🍞 Grandma woke up Sunday with a twinkle in her eye 👵✨ Mixed a bowl of yellow meal, wouldn’t tell us why 🌽🥣 Cracked a dozen eggs in, poured the buttermilk slow 🥚🥛 Hummed a hymn, locked the kitchen, nobody got to know 🎶🔒 By sundown every kid in town was lined up for more 🧒🌇 Barefoot on the porch steps, scratching at the door 🦶🚪 The preacher lost his appetite, the deacon lost his teeth ⛪🦷 And something in the kitchen started scratching underneath 👀🍳 Children of the Corn Bread, rising in the pan 🌽🍞 Golden little sinners with a skillet in each hand 😇🍳 Pass the plate, lock the door, Grandma’s making more 🍽️🔒 Children of the Corn Bread, who wants seconds? Four! 🍞4️⃣ One bite of her cooking and you’re under her spell 🪄😵 Hear the dinner bell, hear the dinner bell 🔔🔔 At midnight down in Miller’s field, a strange parade began 🌙🌾 Twenty kids in Sunday clothes, each one holding a pan 👧🧒🍳 The littlest one was leading with cornbread on his head 🍞👦 The sheriff came a-running, wide awake and out of bed 🤠🛏️ Hollering “Who raised the dead?” and Grandma shook her head 💀👵 “Not one. Now take your boots off, Sheriff, there’s a lot of work to be done.” 🥾👵 The sheriff drew his pistol, Grandma gave a long, slow stare 🔫😐 “Son, you point that thing at supper, you’d best say a prayer.” 🙏🍽️ He lowered it real slowly, took a wedge up with his hand 🤠🍞 Heard the children whispering, but couldn’t understand 👂🧒 “That’s the baking soda, dear. It does that. Now sit down.” 🫧👵 BUT-TER! BUT-TER! Spread it thick! 🧈🔪 BUT-TER! BUT-TER! Make it quick! 🧈💨 By morning every storefront had a skillet in the pane 🏪🍳 Mayor took up preaching in the middle of the grain 🎩🌾 County fair got canceled, the whole town joined the cause 🎡🚫 Crowned Grandma queen and rewrote all the laws 👑📜 You can keep your fancy sermons, you can keep your silverware 🍴⛪ But if Grandma calls you over, you’d better say a prayer 🙏👵 Children of the Corn Bread, rising in the pan 🌽🍞 Golden little sinners with a skillet in each hand 😇🍳 PASS THE PLATE! LOCK THE DOOR! GRANDMA’S MAKING MORE! 🍽️🔒🔥 Oven’s hot and supper’s almost here 🔥🍽️ Children of the Corn Bread, hear them drawing near 👣🌽 “Well, bless my soul. Ain’t nobody touched the honey butter.” 🍯🧈 “Grandma? Is there any more?” 🧒👀 More butter... more butter... MORE BUTTER! 🧈🧈🧈