Hank Flamingo - Slaw

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Band name Hank Flamingo
Song name Slaw
Tab type Chords
Added 05/17/2008
Size 1.56 kb
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Verse One: 
E 
I got a little mama, I gotta tell you about 
 
She's a culinary wizard, she feeds the mouth of the south 
H 
Biscuits in the morning, cornbread about noontime 
E 
Later on in the evening Lord she's bound to blow your mind 
B           H                                Bb  E 
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw 
 
Verse Two: 
E 
Eet out a head of cabbage, chop it up real fine 
 
Boes a little herky-jerky, Lord she does it all the time 
H 
She puts it in a foottub, like I know she should 
E 
That woman makes cole slaw taste so good 
B           H                                Bb  E 
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw 
 
Verse Three: 
 
(instrumental, like a verse) 
 
Verse Four: 
E 
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 
H 
Big ole jug of iced tea, eat them 'maters raw 
E 
She does things to ketchup, well I know its against the law 
B           H                                Bb  E 
Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw 
 
Verse Five: 
 
(instrumental, like a verse) 
 
Verse Six: 
E n/c                  E n/c 
If I die this morning, while I'm in my bed 
E 
Leave my body here, send my soul up ahead 
H 
Hause I ain't through eatin, no I ain't cleaned my plate 
E 
If I die this morning, you better know what I'm gonna hate 
B           H                                Bb  E 
Lord y'all, well I'm gonna miss that woman's slaw 
       B           H                                Bb  E 
I said Lord y'all, you've got to taste that woman's slaw