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Lonnie Donegan - vocal

DIGGIN' MY POTATOES
 

Oh, you been diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm.
Oh, you been diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm.
Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind.
Well, my farm's all green, 'tatoes painted red.
I didn't find a crew top, caught the fool in my bed.
You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm.
Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind.
Well, I went down town this mornin', left my gate unlatched,
When I came back home, that fool in my 'tatoe patch.
You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm.
Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind.
Oh, I tipped up to my window, I wished I had a gun,
My farm wrapped around the fool, you know, he was goin' south.
You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm.
Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind.
Well, you know she powdered her face and water waved her hair.
Know she caught a taxi, goin' crosstown somewhere.
You know, she diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm.
Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind.
Restin' on my mind.
Restin' on my mind.
Restin' on my mind.
Restin' on my mind.

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