Sunday, January 6, 2008

Hoe Cake

I want to sing you all a story ‘bout the place that grew my mind
It’ll give you just a little peek inside
Quilt on my bed and like I said, that rich dirt was my pride
But I had to leave it just to say I tried
I’m happy for today, tomorrow’s blind

To see me now you won’t believe that I was once a child
Just a’rocking on my handsome daddy’s knee
A pitcher pump and a lighter stump and a mule named Dora Lee
They can’t mean the things to you that they do to me
Ain’t a West bound plane a curiosity

'Cause we had Hoe Cake in the Kitchen, Lawd
And pea vine hay outside
And a dog or two, they loved to auto-ride
And all I ever had to do was to work off half my hide
But you know they loved me even when I cried
Yea, you know they loved me even when I cried

Sat’day ev’nin swimming Moma stops to watch the fun
You better look out chil’in that river sho’ can run
When I think o’ how they raised me, it makes me proud to be their son
I can step back now and look at things they’ve done
I hope the best part of their lives has just begun

‘Cause we had Hoe Cake in the Kitchen, Lawd
And pea vine hay outside
And a dog or two, they loved to auto-ride
And all I ever had to do was to work off half my hide
But you know they loved me even when I cried
Yea, you know they loved me even when I cried


Circa 1975
Copyright 1977 Quiet Place Music, BMI

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