Old Crow Medicine Show şarkı sözleri
You can't blame a thief for stealing walletsThat's just what they doYou can't blame Mary for stealing heartsWhen you taste her BBQShe got a brisket nice and tenderBest you'll ever tryWay she cooks so nice and slowWill keep you satisfied(Chorus)Kansas City to Memphis townArkansas on downCome on into Mary's kitchenIf you want your sausage groundShe got a sign on her front porch says, "Hot stuff for sale"In a little three room shotgunIn the alley behind the jailSweet, sour, thick or thinTangy, hot or mildSome like it hot, some like it coldSome like it any way it's sold(Chorus)Poking at her charcoal grillPutting sauce on her famous ribsWhen it comes to what you wantThe whole neighborhood's got dibsOne taste and you'll be hookedIt's like nothing else you've knownFind yourself on her kitchen floorHopin' she throws you a bone(Chorus)
