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Folks all love that country cookin'

From California to Maine to Tennessee

Folks all love that country cookin'

Country cookin’s the only kind for me

Now way back in the country where I was raised up

Mama used to take the herbs and things and mix 'em up

Always cook up somethin' good

Well down here in Music City

Pickers and singers been cookin' up their own recipe for a long time

And since me and the boys and a few girls are in here cuttin' this record today

We thought we’d explain it to ya

Now ya gotta have a big iron pot

And you take three tablespoons of flat back honkin' down home guitars

Aha alright yeah

Now we’re gonna add one and three fourths cups of slappin' bass

Go on slap it Joe

Now to this we add two pounds of fatback drums

Alright now I got this big ol' stick over here

I’m gonna stir it make sure it’s comin' along alright y’all don’t mind

(Go ahead on)

Now we’re gonna add two slabs of salted down smokehouse piano right here

Yeah mercy mercy it’s gettin' good

It still don’t taste quite right we gotta add somethin' else

I think we need a dash of hot boilin' steel

And right here I’m gonna add a handful of five-string banjo

Right here

Wait a minute I’ve got somethin' else

We’re gonna add a hunk of choice lean voices to it right here

Alright and how about an acre of fiddles

Hey alright

Now I’m gonna take all of this and put it over a hot hickory fire

And we’re gonna let it cook

Burn I mean burn

Cook

Folks all love that country cookin'…

Everybody

Folks all love that country cookin'…

Lord have mercy

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