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I got a little mama, I gotta tell you about
She's a culinary wizard, she feeds the mouth of the south
C
Biscuits in the morning, cornbread about noontime
G
Later on in the evening Lord she's bound to blow your mind
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
[Verse]
G
Get out a head of cabbage, chop it up real fine
Does a little herky-jerky, Lord she does it all the time
C
She puts it in a foottub, like I know she should
G
That woman makes cole slaw taste so good
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
[Verse]
G
She's got chicken n' dumplins, butter wings on the side
She picks weeds out of the front yard, fix 'em up in a pie
C
Big ole jug of iced tea, eat them 'maters raw
G
She does things to ketchup, well I know its against the law
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
[Verse]
G G
If I die this morning, while I'm in my bed
G
Leave my body here, send my soul up ahead
C
Cause I ain't through eatin, no I ain't cleaned my plate
G
If I die this morning, you better know what I'm gonna hate
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, well I'm gonna miss that woman's slaw
D C Bb G
I said Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
G
I got a little mama, I gotta tell you about
She's a culinary wizard, she feeds the mouth of the south
C
Biscuits in the morning, cornbread about noontime
G
Later on in the evening Lord she's bound to blow your mind
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
[Verse]
G
Get out a head of cabbage, chop it up real fine
Does a little herky-jerky, Lord she does it all the time
C
She puts it in a foottub, like I know she should
G
That woman makes cole slaw taste so good
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
[Verse]
G
She's got chicken n' dumplins, butter wings on the side
She picks weeds out of the front yard, fix 'em up in a pie
C
Big ole jug of iced tea, eat them 'maters raw
G
She does things to ketchup, well I know its against the law
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
[Verse]
G G
If I die this morning, while I'm in my bed
G
Leave my body here, send my soul up ahead
C
Cause I ain't through eatin, no I ain't cleaned my plate
G
If I die this morning, you better know what I'm gonna hate
D C Bb G
Lord y'all, well I'm gonna miss that woman's slaw
D C Bb G
I said Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw
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