| Oh, you been diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm
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| Oh, you been diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm
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| Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
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| Well, my farm’s all green, 'tatoes painted red
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| I didn’t find a crew top, caught the fool in my bed
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| You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm
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| Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
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| Well, I went down town this mornin', left my gate unlatched
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| When I came back home, that fool in my 'tattoo patch
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| You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm
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| Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
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| Oh, I tipped up to my window, I wished I had a gun
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| My farm wrapped around the fool, you know, he was goin' South
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| You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm
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| Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
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| Well, you know she powdered her face and water-waved her hair
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| Know she caught a taxi, goin' cross town somewhere
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| You know, she diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm
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| Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
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| Restin' on my mind
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| Restin' on my mind
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| Restin' on my mind
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| Restin' on my mind |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diggin My Potatoes , by - Chris Barber's Jazz Band. Song from the album Chris Barber's Jazz Band Live In 1954 & 1955, in the genre Джаз