Pantry

My dear I have something to ask you
And I’ll try to get it right
You’ve heard the
Light Crust
DoughboysAll sing of
Martha White
Oh the way to someone’s heart dear
That old expression’s true
So as long as we’re apart
Here’s my request of you:
Don’t cheat on me with cornbread,
Don’t cheat on me with beans
And don’t cheat on me with bacon, cooked up with collard greens
Don’t cheat on me with biscuits with jelly sweet and blue
Keep it in that place whereyou know you will be true
Keep it in your pantry ( x 8 )
I hate that
I am leaving
And leaving you behind
But soon I’ll be returning
With a healthy appetite
Oh and if you are not hungryas you once were before
I’ll know you have betrayed mebehind that kitchen door
Keep it in your pantry ( x 8 )
I’ve dined the whole world over
I’ve had the fries of
FranceThe melons of
VeronaThe sausage of
GdanskNo matter where
I’ve been to,
From _________ to
RomeNothin’s quite as tasty as what’s cookin’ right at home
Keep it in your pantry ( x 8 )