Shovels & Rope - Kemba's Got The Cabbage Moth Blues lyrics

She was a hot-sh** singer in a low-rent dive Lookin like she wanna eat a man alive Legs get to kickin' in the worn-out shoe Kemba's got the cabbage moth blues Laundry in Los Angeles and old St. Lou Left Carolina with a load or two Down in Kentucky got them hanging on the line Mama was dressed so fine Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow Tell California everything you know tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drinks are on me There's too much chicken in the hen house now Hens stay in, roosters stay out See that red chicken sittin' on an egg Fox got the rooster and the rooster got dead Got water rolling and a pot of beans Had to keep the cabbage moth off the greens Put hot pepper right on the leaf You'd better wash them off good before you serve them to me Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow Tell California everything you know Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drinks are on me It was a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey and a whiskey Was the music did play I hope my mama didn't float away Because I heard that the Cumberland was out of the banks Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow Tell California everything you know Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina your drinks are on me Tell Kentucky how your turnip greens grow Tell California everything you know Tell New York, tell Tennessee, come to Carolina and your drinks are on me