The Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band - Mama's Fried Potatoes | Текст песни

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I want to thank y’all for the food that you made us
But it don’t hold a candle to Mama’s fried Potatoes

Shuck some corn, break some beans
Lord knows how I miss them things
Round here, way out here
I want to thank y’all for the food that you made us
But it don’t hold a candle to Mama’s fried Potatoes

The old sweet corn is ripening back home
And I’m out here all alone
Out here, way out here
I want to thank y’all for the food that you made us
But it don’t hold a candle to Mama’s fried Potatoes

Papa’s makin’ chili and casserole
And I’m out here all alone
Out here, way out here
I want to thank y’all for the food that you made us
But it don’t hold a candle to Mama’s fried Potatoes

Shuck some corn, break some beans
Lord knows how I miss them things
Round here, way out here
I want to thank y’all for the food that you made us
But it don’t hold a candle to Mama’s fried Potatoes

The old sweet corn is ripening back home
And I’m out here all alone
Out here, way out here
I want to thank y’all for the food that you made us
But it don’t hold a candle to Mama’s fried Potatoes

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