Homony Grits

[GOULD, spoken]
Now remember, you’re an old time mammy
Poor as dirt, true, but rich in the wisdom of the ages

[EDITH]
Down in Carolina
Be ol’ black Dina
Sweatin’ and a toilin’ at da’ boilin’ pot
Stirrin’ and a scrapin’
Da’ steam escapin’
Cookin’ up a breakfast that hits da’ spot

Cuz all God’s chillun love homony, homony
All God’s chillun love homony grits
Fills ta’ satiation
Da’ whole plantation
Dem’s da’ bestest vittles
Us colored folks gits’

[MAJOR, spoken]
What the hell is she singing?

[BROOKS. SR, spoken]
One of her freedom songs, sir

[EDITH]
Sammy stir the kettle
So none don’t settle
Mulie heat the metal with the kindlin’ wood
Once ya’ done ya’ pickin’
Ya get fried chickеn!
You gotta start the day off with sumpin’ good

[EDITH, GOULD, JACKIE & LEE]
Cuz all God’s chillun love homony, homony
All God’s chillun love homony grits

[EDITH]
Nеxt to watermelon
Der’ ain’t no tellin’
Dem’s da’ bestest vittles

[EDITH, JACKIE & LEE]
Us colored folks gits’

[MAJOR, spoken]
Her mother was a quiet woman
Asthmatic, demure…
(To Lee and Jackie)
No, not you too!

[GOULD, spoken]
Yeah, go on girl, stir that kettle!

[EDITH, spoken]
Mm-hmm!

[GOULD, spoken]
That'll do it, now add some suet!

[EDITH, spoken]
Sure ‘nuff boss, ain’t nuttin’ to it!

[MAJOR, spoken]
If she were a whole horse instead of just its ass, I’d shoot her

[EDITH]
*Mimics trumpet sounds*

Dina went to Heaven
At ninety-seven
Fussin’ and a cussin’ and a breakin’ plates
Who be there to greet ‘er
But ol’ Saint Peter
Wid’ da’ dish dey’ serve at da’ pearly gates!

[EDITH & GOULD]
Cuz all God’s chillun love homony, homony
All God’s chillun love homony grits

[EDITH]
Gabriel be takin’
A bowl wid’ bacon

[GOULD]
All ‘dem little cherubs
Like deirs wid’ spare ribs

[EDITH]
Moses gits molasses

[ALL]
And so’s Big Massah’s!
Dem’s da’ bestest vittles
Us colored folks gits’!

Homony grits!