Sweet Southern Poetry Reading
for our Porch Party guests...
That's What I Like About The South
(See Post#313 for credits and full lyrics...TY Meanderer)
Won't you come with me to Alabamy
Let's go see my dear old mammy
She's frying eggs and broilin' hammy
That's what I like about the south
Now there you can make no mistaky
Where those nerves are never shaky
Ought to taste her layer cakey
That's what I like about the south
She's got big ribs and candied yams
Oh, sugar cured Virginia hams
Basements full of those berry jams
And that's what I like about the south
Hot cornbread and black-eyed peas
You can eat as much as you please
'Cause it's never out of season
That's what I like about the south
Ah, don't take one, have two
They're bark brown and chocolate too
Suits me they must suit you
'Cause that's what I like about the south
It's a way way down where the cane grows tall
Down where they say "you all"
Walk on in with that southern drawl
'Cause that's what I like about the south
Sit down, those pretty queens keep a dreamin'
Those dreamy dreams
Well let's sip that absinthe in New Orleans
And that's what I like about the south
Here come ole Bob with all the news
Got the box back coat and the button shoes
Well he's all caught up with his union dues
And that's what I like about the south
Here come ole Roy down the street
Ho, can't you hear those scufflin feet
He would rather sleep than eat.
And that's what I like about the south
She's got back bones and buttered beans
Ham hocks and turnip greens
You and me in New Oleans
And that's what I like about the south