Listen everybody
Let me tell you about
The sweetest little thing
That heaven would allow
She grew up
On a tater farm
Her mama named her Annie
But we all called her
Sweet Potato
Sweet Petite Potato
Mmmmmm, good
Sweet Potato
I’m from the backwoods
She’s from the valley
Five-foot nine, and good God almighty
I keep dreaming
Some summer night
I just might get some
Sweet potato pie