Just A Bowl Of Butterbeans
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Just a bowl of butterbeans, Pass the cornbread if you please.
C G D7 G
I don't want no collard greens, Just a bowl of good old butterbeans.
G D7 G
Bread and gravy that's all right, Turnip greens are my delight.
C G D7 G
But my young-uns they all scream, For a bowl of good old butterbeans.
G D7 G
Just a piece of country ham, Pass the butter and jam.
C G D7 G
Pass the biscuits if you please, And a bowl of good old butterbeans.
G D7 G
See that lady standing there, With her hands up in the air.
C G D7 G
She's not pregnant as it seems, She's just full of good old butterbeans.
G D7 G
When they lay me down to rest, Plant no roses on my chest.
C G D7 G
Plant no blooming evergreens, Just a bowl of good old butterbeans.
This is done to the tune of Just a Closer Walk With Thee. My wife and I did this at a church dinner a few week ago. It was a laugh riot. :lol:
Tim Madsen
Nobody cares how much you know,
until they know how much you care.
"What you keep to yourself you lose, what you give away you keep forever." -Axel Munthe
