Barbecue Bess (Album Version) - Lucille Bogan

Written by：Lucille Bogan

When you come to my house

Come down behind the jail

I got a sign on my door

Barbecue for sale

I'm talking about my barbecue

Only thing I crave

And that good doing meat

Going to carry me to my grave

I'm selling it cheap

Because I got good stuff

And if you try one time

You can't get enough

I'm talking about barbecue

Only thing I sell

And if you want my meat

You can come to my house at twelve

Now some like it hot

Some like it cold

Some take it any way it is sold

I'm talking about barbecue

Only thing I crave

And that good doing meat

Going to take me to my grave

Some people wants it

Some people don't

If you buy my barbecue

It just won't don't don't don't

Talking about barbecue

Only thing I sell

And if you want my meat

You've got to come to my house at twelve

Some people wants to know the regular price

Fifty five cents

You can get some twice

And I'm talking about my barbecue

Only thing I sell

And you can get my meat

Any night at twelve