CHITTLIN' BLUES
Traditional
(Recorded c. 1948)


If you want to go to heaven let me tell you what to do
Grease your feet in little mutton stews
Slide right over in the devil's hand goin' down the promised land
On chewin' tobacco, cigarette butts and matches
Goin' greasy

Down behind the hen-house the other night
It was awful dark, I didn't have a light
I reached for a hen, I grabbed a goose
I heard a white folk say "You better turn me loose"
I was jumpin' gullies, ridin' bushes
Dodgin' bullets and goin' easy

Down in the wildwoods sittin' on a log
My finger on the trigger and my eye on a hog
I pull the trigger, the bullet says zip
Grabbed the hog with all my grip
Scrapin', eatin' hog eyes, love chittlin'
Two bits a yard

I went to a dance the other night
I acted a bully and I got in a fight
I jumped up and started to run
Looked behind me, there's a man with a gun
Kept shootin', gave me a brick house
One brick at a time

I went to church the other night
A big fat lady sat on my right
She got happy goodness knows
Started a walkin' all over my toes
Gone crazy

I went out ridin' in my Ford sedan
I got stopped by a hold-up man
Made me cuss, he made me swear
Took everything but my underwear
Embarrassing, went home in a barrel

Down in the wildwoods sittin' under a tree
I sat down on a bumble bee
Well I thought it was a snake and I thought it was a flea
But on second thoughts I knew it was a bee
'Cause he kept on stingin'
Achin', no relief

Now make up the bed gal, make 'em up nice
Old preacher John's coming today for dinner
He loves chicken, and he loves them sisters too

Down behind the hen-house on my knees
I thought I heard a turkey sneeze
It was just the old rooster sayin' his prayer
And the hens upstairs was payin' ???????????????????????


Submitted by Peter W. Robinson (pwr@global.co.za)


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