ho cake

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 snatched it back and i gave him a little sass

he quick whupped off the belt 'n started whuppin' on my ass

i learned a lesson 'bout what this food can do

it can talk yo ass in to turning black and blue

so all you kids keep yo' hands to yo' on supper

'cause 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