Slaw

Verse One: 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 Two: 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 Three: (instrumental, like a verse) Verse Four: 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 Five: (instrumental, like a verse) Verse Six: G n/c G n/c 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