Sonny Terry
cornbread and peas
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I don't want, no cornbread, peas, black molasses
I don't want, no cornbread, peas, black molasses
At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime
I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning
I got a letter, a letter from my mother this morning
She said, Come
home, Lord, Lord, Lord, Son,
come
home
I ain't got no, got no ready-made money
I ain't got no, got no ready-made money
I can't go home
If I could make June, July and August
If I could make June, July and August
Then I'd go home, Lord, Lord, Lord, then I'd go home
'Cause I don't want no cornbread, peas, black molasses
'Cause I don't want no cornbread, peas, black molasses
At suppertime, Lord, Lord, Lord, at suppertime
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