Slaw

Verse One:
G
I got a little mama, I gotta tell 
you about

She's a culinary wizard, she feeds 
the mouth of the south
C
Biscuits in the morning, cornbread 
about noontime
G
Later on in the evening Lord she's 
bound to blow your mind
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Lord y'all, you've got to taste 
            Bb  G
that woman's slaw

Verse Two:
G
Get out a head of cabbage, chop it 
up real fine

Does a little herky-jerky, Lord she 
does it all the time
C
She puts it in a foottub, like I 
know she should
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G
That woman makes cole slaw taste so 
good
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Lord y'all, you've got to taste 
            Bb  G
that woman's slaw

Verse Three:

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Verse Four:
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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
C
Big ole jug of iced tea, eat them 
'maters raw
G
She does things to ketchup, well I 
know its against the law
D           C                    
Lord y'all, you've got to taste 
            Bb  G
that woman's slaw

Verse Five:

(instrumental, like a verse)

Verse Six:
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If I die this morning, while I'm in 
my bed
G
Leave my body here, send my soul up 
ahead
C
Cause I ain't through eatin, no I 
ain't cleaned my plate
G
If I die this morning, you better 
know what I'm gonna hate
D           C                    
Lord y'all, well I'm gonna miss 
            Bb  G
that woman's slaw
       D           C           
I said Lord y'all, you've got to 
                     Bb  G
taste that woman's slaw