Sweet Potato Blues

There's no more taters
The frost done killed the vine
The frost done killed the vine
There's ain't no more good times
With that gal of mine

I ain't never loved, lord
And I hoped I never will
And I hoped I never will
For that desperate proposition
Will sure get a good man killed

Whoa oh oh whoa hooh hoo hoo
Whoa oh oh whoa hooh hoo hoo
That desperate proposition
Will sure get a good man killed

I got twelve little puppies
Ten big shaggy hounds
Ten big shaggy hounds
And that's all I need to
Track my little gal down

Whoa oh oh whoa hooh hoo hoo
Whoa oh oh whoa hooh hoo hoo
And that's all I need to
Track my little gal down

There's no more taters
The frost done killed the vine
The frost done killed the vine
There's ain't no more good times
With that gal of mine



Credits
Writer(s): Pokey Lafarge
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