SMKD
[Verse 1]
Down Eastern Avenue, where the desert meets the flame,
There's a little spot in Henderson that's got a mighty big name.
You walk through that front door, and the first thing that you know,
Is that smell of hickory smoke saying, "Boy, you're home."
Chef got that brisket cooking low and slow,
Tender like butter with that deep smoke glow.
Burnt ends caramelized, falling off the bite,
One taste of that bark and you know they got it right.
[Chorus]
SMKD, baby, let that smoker roll,
Put a little smoke and a whole lotta soul!
Brisket so tender, ribs falling apart,
Every bite of that barbecue goes straight to your heart.
From the Pig Candy sweet to the Dirty Dirty Beans,
Best damn barbecue this desert's ever seen.
If you're hungry in Henderson, there's one place to be--
SMKD BBQ, come get a plate with me!
[Verse 2]
Got Pig Candy on the table, sweet and sticky hot,
Smoked wings sauced up -- man, give me what you got.
That marble cornbread dripping butter on the side,
And those burnt ends got me taking one more bite.
Then comes the brisket, fat rendered just right,
Pastrami on rye with that mustard bite.
A French Dip waiting with that au jus flow,
And a Cuban piled high with that pulled-pork glow.
[Chorus]
SMKD, baby, let that smoker roll,
Put a little smoke and a whole lotta soul!
Brisket so tender, ribs falling apart,
Every bite of that barbecue goes straight to your heart.
From the Pig Candy sweet to the Dirty Dirty Beans,
Mac-N-Cheesy dreams and hush-puppy scenes.
If you're hungry in Henderson, there's one place to be--
SMKD BBQ, come get a plate with me!
[Bridge]
Got my plate piled high, got smoke in the air,
Got sauce on my fingers and I just don't care.
Sweet potato hush puppies, crispy and golden brown,
That mac and cheese might just shut the whole world down.
Then somebody says, "You got room for dessert?"
I said, "Absolutely not..." -- then I saw that Snicker bar first.
Apple hand pie, cobbler coming my way,
Guess I'm gonna need elastic on my jeans today.
[Final Chorus]
SMKD, baby, you're a country boy's dream,
Smoke rolling high like a Tennessee stream.
Ribs, brisket, pork -- stack it up sky high,
One more bite of that BBQ and I'm ready to testify!
Sweet, smoky, savory, every flavor's on fire,
Walk in hungry, walk out saying, "That's what I desire!"
Henderson's got a smokehouse and everybody agrees--
SMKD BBQ... that's the place for me!
[Outro]
So if you're cruising through Henderson when that sunset turns gold,
Follow that smell of smoke -- let your appetite take hold.
Pull up to SMKD, grab a seat and dig in...
'Cause when that brisket hits your lips,
you're coming back again. read more