When I squint at this one, I see some Willie Nelson. Something about the softness of that lead vocal, and the weary quiver to that light vibrato. It's not just a country breakfast; it's a gritty folk meal.
Some retrospective lyrics, a little B3 through a Leslie weaving in and out of the mix; the soul of this song lives in the details. It's a driving song, and a wistful look back at the places in your memory.