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Baby, they diggin' my potatoes
Lord, they trampin' on my vine
Now I've got a special plan now baby
Lord, that a-restin' on my mind
Now, I don't want no cabbage sprouts,
Bring me a solid head.
S'pose they call the wagon . . .
I catched him in my bed
You know they -- (REFRAIN)
Now my vines is all green
'Tatoes they all red
Never found a bruised one
Till I caught them in my bed
You know they -- (REFRAIN)
Now, I've been all around
Lookin' up and down
Never found my baby
'Cause she was layin' in another town
I know she's diggin' my potatoes
Lord, she's trampin' on my vine
Yes, now I got a special plan now baby
Lord, that a-restin' on my mind
Yes, I've got a special plan now baby
Lord, that a-restin' on my mind
When I am abroard I always miss Melton Mowbray Pork Pies.
In fact, I think I'll go down the shops tomorrow to buy one.
How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.
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