Darrell Scott - The Ballad Of Martha White lyrics

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I'm southern born and corn bred My folks are just the same I got my southern heritage I got my papaw's name I fell in love with a little girl when I was six years old She had the name of Martha White and she had her own radio show You see, Martha had a brand of flour, for biscuits, cakes and pies She had Shirley Temple golden curly hair and southern, baby blue eyes And on Saturday nights with my guitar, I'd sit and play along I knew every word and every note to that Martha White hour theme song Well my folks took a vacation down to Nashville, Tennessee Bought me a Goo Goo Cluster and a front row seat to the Grand Ol' Opry And there before my childish eyes was that high and lonesome sound But nowhere on that Opry stage was Martha to be found Well I finally found my Martha out in the Opry stars' parking lot She was cooling off them up and coming boys You see they were Billboard hot and they were drinking something out of a brown paper bag I knew I'd lost my Martha the only love I'd ever had Oh, they're all better looking than the ones who went before Same old hat, same old voice Can they give us nothing more? They're all smiling for the cameras, walking softly, talking loud Martha, she still makes those biscuits greasy, fluffy and proud You got your French croissant and all that Italian pastry-chef voodoo You just pop one of them suckers in your mouth, slivate and chew But what you won't find on the shelves of the finer kitchens of the world Is the face of our self-promoting, self-perpetuating, self-rising flour girl You only get it in the southland That's where demographics best It's the brand that Mom and Daddy bought | They won't give the girl a rest And it's the same as it ever was from fifty years ago She ain't mortal like you and me Martha White will never grow old They're all better looking than the ones who went before Same old hat, same old voice Can they give us nothing more? They're all smiling for the cameras, walking softly, talking loud Martha, she still makes those biscuits greasy, fluffy and proud For the finest biscuits ever was get Martha White self-rising flour The one all purpose flour Martha White self-rising flour with the hot rize plus