Kembas Got The Cabbage Moth Blues

verse i C She was a hot-shit singer in a low-rent dive C (G) Lookin' like she wanna eat a man alive C Legs get to kickin' in a worn-out shoe C (G) C Kemba's got the cabbage moth blues C Laundry in Los Angeles and old St. Lou(is) C (G) Left Carolina with a load or two C Down in Kentucky got them hanging on the line C (G) C Mama was dressed so fine [Refrão] F Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow C Tell California everything you know C (G) C Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drink's on me verse ii C There's too much chicken in the hen house now C (G) Hens stay in, roosters stay out C See that red chicken sittin' on an egg C (G) C Fox caught the rooster and the rooster got dead C Got the water rolling in a pot of beans C (G) Had to keep the cabbage moth off the greens C Put the hot pepper right on the leaf C (G) C You' better wash them off good 'fore you serve them to me [Refrão] F Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow C Tell California everything you know C (G) C Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drink's on me bridge F It was a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey.... F ...and a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey while the music did play C I hope my mama didn't float away C (G) G G7 Because I heard that the Cumberland was out of the banks [Refrão] F Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow C Tell California everything you know C (G) C Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drink's on me F Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow C Tell California everything you know C (G) C Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drink's on me C G G! F come to Carolina and your drink's on meeeeeeeeeeeee..... redneck finish C C G G C Hhhmmmmmmmmmmmm....fish and grits! whew!! ...bikes...