Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kitchen Man, artist - Bob Brozman. Album song A Truckload Of Blues, in the genre БлюзDate of issue: 13.02.1992
Record label: Concord, Rounder
Song language: English
Kitchen Man |
| Madam Buff’s was quite deluxe |
| Servants by the score |
| Footmen at each door |
| Butlers and maids galore |
| But one day Sam, her kitchen man |
| Gave in his notice, he’s through |
| She cried, «Oh Sam, don’t go |
| It’ll grieve me if you do» |
| I love his cabbage gravy, his hash |
| Crazy 'bout his succotash |
| I can’t do without my kitchen man |
| Wild about his turnip top |
| Like the way he warms my chop |
| I can’t do without my kitchen man |
| Anybody else can leave |
| And I would only laugh |
| But he means too much to me |
| And you ain’t heard the half |
| Oh, his jelly roll is so nice and hot |
| Never fails to touch the spot |
| I can’t do without my kitchen man |
| His frankfurters are oh so sweet |
| How I like his sausage meat |
| I can’t do without my kitchen man |
| Oh, how that boy can open clam |
| No one else is can touch my ham |
| I can’t do without my kitchen man |
| When I eat his dough nuts |
| All I leave is the hole |
| Any time he wants to |
| Why, he can use my sugar bowl |
| Oh, his baloney’s really worth a try |
| Never fails to satisfy |
| I can’t do without my kitchen man |