Bar-B-Que - Jug Band

[Verse 1]
When you meet somebody that don't like soul food
They still got a soul
And it don't mean that you got no rhythm
If you don't like rock 'n roll
But if your tastes are like mine, you like cider not wine
And your very favorite thing to do
Is get a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music
And a mess of mama's barbecue

[Verse 2]
Barbecue
Lifts my spirit
I swear that it never fails
And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever
If you dare to get it under your nails
Well you
May be poor with a wolf at your door
But money isn't everything
You still got the sun and a river full of fun
And you'll always havе a song to sing

[Verse 3]
Ooh...
So get the frown off your face
Wе're gonna replace it
With a grin and a dream come true
With a prurty girl dancin' to jug band music
And a mess of mama's barbecue
Barbecue
Lifts my spirit
I swear that it never fails
And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever
If you dare to get it under your nails

[Verse 4]
So get the
Frown off your face
We're gonna replace it
With a grin and a dream come true
With a prurty girl dancin' to jug band music
And a mess of mama's barbecue
That's a prurty girl dancin' to jug band music
And a mess of mama's barbe
Mess of mama's barbe
Mess of mama's barbecue