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(Smiley Burnette)

Oh, give me some hominy grits
And some red sugar-cured ham
Give me a great big bowl of gravy
I’d be such a happy man
If I could see the magnolias and azaleas in bloom
Let me up to the table and give me lots of elbow room

Then pass me that mammy fried okie
And some good old black eyed peas
Give me a hay rack full of biscuits
Make my coffee black if you please
If you feed me out of Dixie in a style so grand
You'll have yourself a happy man
Sorghum molasses
You'll have yourself a happy man

Now give me some of the hominy grits boy
Or shut my mouth with a great big slab of that sugar-cured ham
And about a half a gallon of this old thickened gravy
And brother you're gonna have yourself a mighty happy man
Well it seems like when you eat stuff like that
You can see the magnolias on them honeysuckles
Well you knows that they're in bloom
Oh set me down to that table, boy, scoot over
And give me lots of elbow room

Then pass me that mammy-fried okie
And some good old black eyed peas
Give me a hayrack full of hot biscuits
And make my coffee black if you please
If you feed me out of Dixie in a style oh so grand
You’ll have yourself a happy man

Sorghum molasses
You’ll have yourself a happy man
(Smiley Burnette)      Oh, give me some hominy grits   And some red sugar-cured ham   Give me a great big bowl of gravy   I’d be such a happy man   If I could see the magnolias and azaleas in bloom   Let me up to the table and give me lots of elbow room      Then pass me that mammy fried okie   And some good old black eyed peas   Give me a hay rack full of biscuits   Make my coffee black if you please   If you feed me out of Dixie in a style so grand   You'll have yourself a happy man   Sorghum molasses   You'll have yourself a happy man      Now give me some of the hominy grits boy   Or shut my mouth with a great big slab of that sugar-cured ham   And about a half a gallon of this old thickened gravy   And brother you're gonna have yourself a mighty happy man   Well it seems like when you eat stuff like that   You can see the magnolias on them honeysuckles   Well you knows that they're in bloom   Oh set me down to that table, boy, scoot over   And give me lots of elbow room      Then pass me that mammy-fried okie   And some good old black eyed peas   Give me a hayrack full of hot biscuits   And make my coffee black if you please   If you feed me out of Dixie in a style oh so grand   You’ll have yourself a happy man      Sorghum molasses   You’ll have yourself a happy man