Sweet Potato

[G]Be my sweet potato.

   [G]Be my honey lamb.

   [D]Dance around the campfire,

   [G]Hang around a while.

Verse II.

   [G]Well, I been caught steelin',

   [G]Someone else's vibe.

   [D]Everybody loves or hates us,

   [G]But we're still alive.

Chorus...

   [D]Well we wake up in the morning,

   Cup of [D]coffee, grab your bags.

   [G]Jump into the Caddie,

   'cause this [G]tourin' ain't a drag.

   They were [D]overrated, educated,

   I [D]suppose a little jaded.

   [G]When I get off this,

   I [G]think I'm gonna have to be sedated...

   [G]So be my sweet potato,

   [G]I'll be your honey lamb.

   [D]Give me some black tupelo,

   [G]I been caught again. Shit!

Verse III.

   [G]Went to New York City,

   [G]But I came right back.

   [D]Everyone was cool there,

   [G]I couldn't get no slack.

Verse IV.

   [G]You see me in the papers,

   [G]You seen me in the voice,

   [D]I think I'd stay in Dixie,

   [G]If I had the choice.

(repeat chorus...)