Atonal Jam Fried Bread and Gumbo
With no specific tone or direction.
And , than suddenly: Whoomp! the tone began to change
it devloped into a"whoomping groove"
it's beleived to dereive from Pickett
the lyrics said
early one morning I ran out and hollered
my voice echo'd down to the swamps
went down to the water wiff my pale
cloudly and humid: man called for strong wind
and hail
I tapped the pipes: siphioned the pumps
way they sounded liked they would work til lunch
grabbed my tools not
forgetting my pale
dip my bucket where wasn't no
swamp smell.
Lye and cedar soap
will dampen the smell
nealt down to fill up
my pale
looked down the shore
their was a ah Miss Neezer
smiled and flirted
told her I had to leave her
she said you crazy fearful scare chump
I got sumthang you can pump
lifted up her dress
and turned all around
meet in the barn
and we can get on down
He said I'll do ya Lady
I'm kinfa hungry
and I thought you should know
Told me she had sum Gumbo and fried bread
in the Kuche:
But I should be hungry for her P&ss
Slurp mine and I'll Slurp your
fix me some grub
while I finsh the chores
get nough water so we can wash our a$s
hold up lady stop
talking that trash
"Cherry Tobacco smoke filled the air"
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