Mama, Won't You Feed Me Some Taters? Video (MV)

Now, straight from the ground, to the cupboard, then the pot
Mama's potatoes came right from the farm
In the soil they grew, under summer sun
'Til Mama dug them up, one by one
She'd peel and she'd cut, let me tell you what
Hours in the kitchen made me a starch nut
Mashed and fried and scalloped and baked
That bitch even made a mean potato pancake
Mama, won't you feed me some taters
With gravy or butter, nothing greater
When hunger strikes, you know what I need
Mama, won't you feed me some taters indeed
Mama, won't you pass me those taters
On my plate, not waitin' 'til later
With every bite, my heart takes flight
Mama, won't you feed me some taters tonight
In Mama's hands, those taters were special
She'd slice and she'd dice, releasing potential
Solanum tuberosum, skip the fancy talk, all I know is I want some
Mama's humble roots came from the ground
Never complained about those tiny and browns
Roasted and boiled and turned into a chowder
Oh good lord, I gotta scream it louder
Mama, won't you feed me some taters
With gravy or butter, nothing greater
When hunger strikes, you know what I need
Mama, won't you feed me some taters indeed
Mama, won't you pass me those taters
On my plate, not waitin' 'til later
With every bite, my heart takes flight
Mama, won't you feed me some taters tonight
With a sprinkle of salt and a dollop of cream
Mama's taters are straight from my dreams
They're never a side, with this reaction
Mama's big taters are the main attraction
Mama, won't you feed me some taters
With gravy or butter, nothing greater
When hunger strikes, you know what I need
Mama, won't you feed me some taters indeed
Mama, won't you pass me those taters
On my plate, not waitin' 'til later
With every bite, my heart takes flight
Mama, won't you feed me some taters tonight