Hominy Grits (Live)

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[Intro Stage Banter: (John "Dusty" King), Merle Travis] (Hey, Merle, by the way, your suit looks a little tighter than usual) (Have you, have you put on some weight?) Who, me? (Yes) Naw, Dusty, I suppose I'm just full of good ol' Southern cookin' Here, I'll give you an idea what I mean (Hominy Grits) [Verse] Now, give me some hominy grits And some red sugar-cured ham A great big bowl of brown gravy I'd be such a happy man If I could see magnolias And azaleas in bloom Set me down to the table And give me lots of elbow room [Chorus] And pass me them mammy-fried hoecakes A big bowl of black-eyed peas About a hay-rack-ful of hot biscuits And make my coffee black, if you please If you feed me � la Dixie In a style so grand You'll have yourself One happy man I ain't a-foolin' You'll have yourself One happy man [Verse] Uh, shove me over another bowl of them hominy grits, will ya please, ma'am? And a big bowl of black-eyed peas I'll take some cold buttermilk, if you please Ah, when you eat that kinda stuff, believe me, you can see them magnolias when they bloom Set me down to the table And gimme lotsa elbow room [Chorus] And pass me them mammy-fried hoecakes A big bowl of black-eyed peas And a hay-rack-ful of hot biscuits Lord have mercy, if you please Now, if you feed me like they eat way down in old Kentucky That's the best in the land You're gonna have yourself One happy man Sorghum molasses You're gonna have yourself One happy man [Outro] (Thank you, Merle, thank you)
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- Smiley Burnette