Glenn's comes through

Alarm clock rings, sun cracks through,

Got a hunger I can't refuse.

Cruisin’ down the hill on Main Street across the tracks.

Got dinner plans I ain’t never seen.

Cooler in the back seat, ready to go,

Got brats on my mind like a Friday show.

Folks can keep their drive-thru lines,

I want cuts that taste like summertime.

I’m makin’ my way to Glenn’s, walking fast

Where the butcher knows my name again.

From thick-cut steaks to homemade brats,

No better place—yeah, that’s a fact.

Watertown skies, and I can’t pretend,

Life tastes better when you’re headin’ to Glenn’s.

Doors swing wide, I breathe it in,

Fresh-smoked bacon should be a sin.

Jerky pack tucked under my arm,

‘Cause Glenn’s got flavor, Glenn’s got charm.

Old friends talkin’ in the checkout line,

“Grillin’ tonight?” — You know I might.

Fill the freezer, fill my soul,

This little market makes me whole.

I’m makin’ my way to Glenn’s,

Where the butcher knows my name again.

From thick-cut steaks to homemade brats,

No better place—yeah, that’s a fact.

Watertown skies, and I can’t pretend,

Life tastes better when you’re headin’ to Glenn’s.

Maybe grab ribs for Sunday night,

Maybe smoked ham for Christmas lights.

Whatever I choose, one thing’s true—

If you want the best, Glenn’s comes through.

I’m makin’ my way to Glenn’s,

Tell the grill that we’re best friends.

From summer nights to weekend plans,

It all starts here in Wisconsin lands.

Watertown proud, say it again—

Life tastes better when you’re headin’ to Glenn’s.