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The Lost Trailers

Gravy

 

Gravy

(album: Holler Back - 2008)


Whys everybody hate on me
Cause I'm young coming up my own way
I got a bottle and a bag of seed
You can call me Saturday.

Oh don't mind me
I mean no harm
I'm just trying to save the family farm
The bank came out and chained the gate
Cause Papa can't handle them interest rates
Well my Mama cried, my Grandma cried
Grandpa woulda cried but he done died
But he gave me a bag before he saw the light
Said plant these seeds if times get tight, boy

Whys everybody hate on me
Cause I'm young coming up my own way
I got a bottle and a bag of seed
You can call me Saturday.

Whys everybody hate on me
Cause I'm young coming up my own way
I got a bottle and a bag of seed
You can call me Saturday.

You say you want it
You say you need it
Just come by on Saturday

Well man I hope they don't legalize it
I make more cake when I gotta hide it
I get loco row by row
Put the Hank on and we do-si-do
Mama said "Boy you going straight to hell"
Till I brought the money back
She said "Damn that sells"
Had the farm paid off in 53 days
Now it's time to go raise some kane
Call my cowgirls and get 'em out
That's how we roll in the Dirty South, ya'll

Whys everybody hate on me
Cause I'm young coming up my own way
I got a bottle and a bag of seed
You can call me Saturday.

Whys everybody hate on me
Cause I'm young coming up my own way
I got a bottle and a bag of seed
You can call me Saturday.

You say you want it
You say you need it
Just come by on Saturday

To all my cowgirls around the world
Put your hands up and start to swirl
Hit them hips when you get 180
Shake them Grits let's make some gravy

I said all my cowgirls around the world
Put your hands up and start to swirl
Hit them hips when you get 180
Shake them Grits let's make some gravy

I said all my cowgirls around the world
Put your hands up and start to swirl
Hit them hips when you get 180
Shake them Grits let's make some gravy

I said all my cowgirls around the world
Put your hands up and start to swirl
Hit them hips when you get 180
Shake them Grits let's make some gravy

That's right girls
Shake it

Whys everybody hate on me
Cause I'm young coming up my own way
I got a bottle and a bag of seed

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