Home Cookin'

Lambert Hendricks & Ross

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Soul food, talkin' about soulful food Candied yams, hot biscuits and big fat juicy hams Soul food, talkin' about soulful food Collard greens, hot cornbread and fatback swimmin' in beans I just found a woman, she ain't nothin' for looks But up in the kitchen, she tends to business and cooks Talkin' about soul food, plenty of good soulful food Kidney stew, hot hoecake and that's home cookin' for two Don't cook me up no fancy line, cook me a dinner Cook me a dinner and if everything is Tasty, I'll be leavin' lettin' you know Lot of ladies think a little romance, that a real Bеll you oughta do is you cook it and take a chancе Don't feed me whiskey, gin and wine, cook me a dinner Cook and serve me somethin' tasty to chew And maybe I'll realize that all I'm really longin' for is you My, what a delicious lookin' puddin', let me have a little bite Ma, you really takin' care of business Tonight, really got the pots on this evenin' What a meal, what a meal, what a meal, what a meal Nowadays, such a novel way, but never learn The art of how to burn Don't cook up where we'll go to dine, cook me a dinner The fast food restaurants, they really Are cold, they really are not soul They can't duplicate your cookin' home to home Soul food, soulful food That'll get it every doggone time See, makin' good dollar eatin' be a hard crime Plenty of people livin' now appreciate the kind of Food their fathers ate way back in the olden days When food was really good And all the girls were good at cookin' , Cookin' the food and cookin' it good Remember when the Sunday dinner started gettin' sent For cookin', it was mostly cooked on a Saturday night Cookin' out today, ready packaged dinner, mostly scientific food way Please, never send me to a restaurant, ain't nothin' In a restaurant for any man who's got himself a cookbook Every time I try to eat in a restaurant, the cookin' Drives me away and sends me back home where cookin' got soul One thing that really hurts a lot of women I'm talkin' to you, modern women I'm talkin' to you, new style women In your fancy clothes and phony pose Plenty of prim, prim, prim, prim prance around But nothin' that you're puttin' down make your man gain a pound A man'll do an awful lot of lookin', but He's always comin' home to get his cookin' Don't get too fancy, ladies, keep somethin' cookin' in the pot Just feed your man one good meal every day, sit him down there Then watch him workin', every bite plays a part Fills him up and feeds him, gives him A warmer kind of feelin' in his heart You find yourself a woman, you like the way she look She charmin' and she pretty, but she say it's lots of trouble to cook Make her cook, make her cook You meet up with a Debbie, she's in the social book She lovely and she love you, but she pay a servant double to cook Make her cook If a woman can cook, it don't matter much how she look I just found a woman, she ain't nothin' for looks But up in the kitchen, she tends to business and cooks Talkin' about soul food, plenty of good soulful food Kidney stew, hot biscuits and that's home cookin' for two Hot cornbread and that's home cookin' for two Hot hoecake and that's real down, down home, home cookin' for two Down home, home cookin' for two