Home Cookin'

Soul food
Talkin about soulful food
Candied yams
Hot biscuits and big fat juicy hams
Soul food
Talkin about soulful food
Collard greens
Hot cornbread and fatback swimming in beans

I just found a woman
She ain't nothin for looks
But out in the kitchen
She tends to business and cooks

Talkin' about soul food
Plenty o' good soulful food
Kidney stew
Hot coal cake and that's home cooking for true

Don't cook me up no fancy line
Cook me a dinner

Cook me a dinner
And if everything is tasty I believe in letting you know
Lotta ladies think a little romance
That'll really be all you need
You when you're cooking and you take a chance

Don't feed me whiskey gin and wine
Cook me a dinner
Cook and serve me something tasty to chew
And maybe I realise that all I'm really longin' for is you
My what a delicious lookin puddin
Let me have a little bite
My you really taken care of business tonight
Really got the pots on on this evening
What a meal, What a meal, What a meal, What a meal
Now a days its a novel women never learn
The art of how to burn

Don't cook up where we're going to dine
Cook me a dinner
Them fancy restaurants they really are cold they really got no soul
They can't duplicate the cook at home the homely cook in

Soul food
Some soulful food
That'll get it every doggone time
Feedin' men canned goods oughta really be a high crime
Plenty o' people living' now appreciate
The kind of food their fathers ate way back in the olden days
When food was really good
And all the girls were good at cookin'
Cookin' the food and cookin' it good

Remember when the Sunday dinner started gettin' set for cookin'
It was mostly cooked on a Saturday night
Cookin' now today pretty packaged in a mostly scientifical way
Please never send me to a restaurant
Ain't nothin' in a restaurant for any man who's got himself a cookbook
Every time I try to eat in a restaurant the cookin' drives me away
And sends me back home where cooking's got soul

One thing that really hurts a lot of women
I'm talkin' to you modern women
I'm talkin' to you new style women in your fancy clothes
And phoney pose
Plenty of prim prim prim prim prats around
But nothing that your puttin' down make your man gain a pound
A man'll do an awful lot o' lookin'
But he's always coming home to get his cookin'
Don't get too fancy ladies
Keep something to cook in the pot
Just feed your man one good meal every day sit him down there
Then watch him workin'
Every bite, plays a part, fills him up and feeds him
Gives him a warm a' kinda feeling in his heart

You find yourself a woman
You like the way she look
She charming and she pretty
But she say it's lots of trouble to cook
Make her cook
Make her cook

You meet up with a Debbie
She's in the social book
She lovely and she love you
But she pay her servant double to cook
Make her cook
If a woman can't cook it don't matter much how she look

I just found a woman
She ain't nothin for looks
But out in the kitchen
She tends to business and cooks

Talkin about soul food
Plenty of good soulful food
Kidney stew, hot biscuits and that's home cooking for true
Hot cornbread and that's home cooking for true
Hot coal cake and that's real down, down home, home cooking for true
Down home, home cookin for true