Verse
G#
Be my sweet potato.
G#
Be my honey lamb.
D#
Dance around the campfire,
G#
Hang around a while.
Verse II.
G#
Well, I been caught steelin',
G#
Someone else's vibe.
D#
Everybody loves or hates us,
G#
But we're still alive.
Chorus...
D#
Well we wake up in the morning,
D#
Cup of coffee, grab your bags.
G#
Jump into the Caddie,
G#
'cause this tourin' ain't a drag.
D#
They were overrated, educated,
D#
I suppose a little jaded.
G#
When I get off this,
G#
I think I'm gonna have to be sedated...
G#
So be my sweet potato,
G#
I'll be your honey lamb.
D#
Give me some black tupelo,
G#
I been caught again. Shit!
Verse III.
G#
Went to New York City,
G#
But I came right back.
D#
Everyone was cool there,
G#
I couldn't get no slack.
Verse IV.
G#
You see me in the papers,
G#
You seen me in the voice,
D#
I think I'd stay in Dixie,
G#
If I had the choice.
(repeat chorus...)