It’s Chitlin’ Time

Lyrics

I'm gonna pick up my buddies In My Coup DeVille We're going steppin' out To MarthaVille I got brand new patches On my overalls They got chicks lined up From wall to wall Lookin' good Feelin' fine It's Chitlin' Time It's just a place in the hills Where the young folks go To let down their hair And watch the four winds blow Gonna heat up the still And turn the radio on And listen to the blues boys Pickin' them songs Lookin' Ggod Feelin' fine It's Chitlin' Time So grab a suitcase Tie your shoelace Put that warpaint on your eyes We don't wanna be late tonight It's chitlin' time