Music: John Grey

My Granny makes the best cracklin' ho cake
It tastes so good I can't wait to dip my plate
She's cookin' ham hocks in some white-acre peas
She's cookin' turnip greens and macaroni and cheese

Get on out my way I got to ease up to that pot
I like my cornbread while it's still piping hot
I love this food Lord I can't get enough
Stick ya hands near my plate, you'll draw back a nub

I 'member it happened back in 1978
Daddy caught me tryin' to steal a pork chop off his plate
He s_____ed it back and I gave him a little sass
He quick whupped off the belt 'n started whuppin' on my a__

I learned a lesson 'bout what this food can do
It can talk yo a__ in to turning black-and-blue
So all you kids keep yo hands to yo on supper
Cuz if you let that food do the talkin' yo tail might suffer

I love smoke mullet, hush puppies and grits
I love them catfish and I love them popcorn shrimp
I love fried chicken and I love them collard greens
I love them black eye peas and them lima beans

I love that ox-tail soup with a little rice
I love them candied yams and sweet potato pies
I love it all Lord I just got to holler
Tastes so dad-blame good I can't even swallow

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