Whenever we have one of my favorite meals, blackeyed peas with okra and cornbread, I sing that verse from Goin Down the Road Feeling Bad (aka Lonesome Road Blues)- Got me way down in jail on my knees, That old jailer won't give me enough to eat, Feeds me on cornbread and peas lord, lord, And I ain't gonna be treated this away. Then there's Crow Black Chicken with the chorus- Crow black chicken crow for day, Crow black chicken fly away, Crow black chicken crow for day, I like chicken pie. Always reminds of my mother's chicken pie topped with her homemade biscuits.
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