Dinner At Grandma's
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Author: Mark Heard Circa: 1975 Artist: Mark Heard Born and raised in Macon - - in my mouth a silver spoon T'wasn't long before I learned to use it night and noon Swore I'd eat at Hardees or the Krystal down the street But the food I get at Grandma's is mighty hard to beat Dinner at Grandma's - - wash that chicken down Buttermilk and lemonade - - I love that gurglin sound Black-eyed peas and cornbread - - I could eat it by the pound Dinner at Grandma's - - the very best in town Never went away hungry - - always ate my fill Ate it from the table or sometimes the window- sill But every week around Sunday you know where I would head To Grandma's to stuff my face with good ol homemade bread Dinner at Grandma's - - wash that chicken down Buttermilk and lemonade - - I love that gurglin sound Black-eyed peas and cornbread - - I could eat it by the pound Dinner at Grandma's - - the very best in town Grandma had the groceries and we all had a feast We cooked and ate up such a storm that the neighbours called the Police When the Law came round the corner with the sirens blaring loud They looked into the window there and what you think they found Dinner at Grandma's - - wash that chicken down Buttermilk and lemonade - - I love that gurglin sound Black-eyed peas and cornbread - - I could eat it by the pound Dinner at Grandma's - - the very best in town |
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