Cracker - Sweet potato

^GBe my sweet potato. ^GBe my honey lamb. ^DDance around the campfire, ^GHang around a while.

^GWell, I been caught steelin', ^GSomeone else's vibe. ^DEverybody loves or hates us, ^GBut we're still alive.

^DWell we wake up in the morning, Cup of ^Dcoffee, grab your bags. ^GJump into the Caddie, 'cause this ^Gtourin' ain't a drag. They were ^Doverrated, educated, I ^Dsuppose a little jaded. ^GWhen I get off this, I ^Gthink I'm gonna have to be sedated...

^GSo be my sweet potato, ^GI'll be your honey lamb. ^DGive me some black tupelo, ^GI been caught again. Shit!

^GWent to New York City, ^GBut I came right back. ^DEveryone was cool there, ^GI couldn't get no slack.

^GYou see me in the papers, ^GYou seen me in the voice, ^DI think I'd stay in Dixie, ^GIf I had the choice.