Peggy sat cross-legged in her tri-cornered hat With a barbie and a gi joe, playin' ball and jacks And the sun went from touchin' ground To straddlin' north and south To settlin' on the roof of mr. beckman's house And when the sun went down, peggy's mother put her hands In the shape of a megaphone and she yelled hard as she can She yelled "come on honey, come home now, I gots a big surprise There's fresh butter from the dairy, and the cornbread's on the rise" Maxwell ran lap after lap around the ol' back-stop With a baseball glove in one hand, in the other soda pop And autumn sunshine and moonlight shared a dusky place And there were shadows and a tan competin' over maxwell's face And when the clock hit seven maxwell's papa pulled his pipe From between his yella teeth so's he could holler into the night He hollered "come on sonny, come home now, I gots a big surprise There's fresh butter from the dairy, and the cornbread's on the rise" I like a little bit of butter, on my cornbread... Jake drew orphan jenny motorcycle pictures everyday And he passed 'em to her during class when the teacher turned away At recess and after school and all the weekend long They'd sit up together on the beckman's fence And pretend they was ridin' on And Jake's ma would come around to fetch her son for supper And she'd tell that orphan jenny she was welcome to come over She'd say "come on honey, come home now, I gots a big surprise There's fresh butter from the dairy, and the cornbread's on the rise"