[Verse 1] Mama still sets the extra plate Fork on the left, cup by the bread Brother walked into the fog in 1891 We talk around him like he ain't dead [Chorus] There's a place at supper for the one who never came The chair don't creak but the air still knows his name Wind in the holler sings the same old tune Sit down, brother — supper's almost through [Verse 2] Daddy says grace like he's talking to two Eyes on the door when the lantern dips We pass the bowl and leave a little stew Like hunger might bring him back from the mist [Chorus] There's a place at supper for the one who never came The chair don't creak but the air still knows his name Wind in the holler sings the same old tune Sit down, brother — supper's almost through [Bridge] Fog on the ridge don't forget a face It keeps what it takes We just keep the plate [Outro] The steam still rises The seat stays cold Come home when you're ready The food'll hold
