Hillbilly Valentine

Throw another tater in the pot ma
The Preacher said that he'd be stoppin' by
Whip up a big ol' batch of biscuits
And better make another Apple Pie

Git a move on'cause the cows need milkin'
And that chicken ain't about to pluck itself
Lordy, you ain't even slopped the hogs yet
Come here, fetch my banjo off the shelf

I swear sometimes I git plumb tuckered
Seein' to it you git done on time
Git the lead out woman, git yerself together
If you want me to be yer Valentine

©Sharon Langan

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