Lonnie Donegan Diggin' My Potatoes
Oh, you been diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm. Oh, you been diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm. Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind. Well, my farm's all green, 'tatoes painted red. I didn't find a crew top, caught the fool in my bed. You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm. Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind. Well, I went down town this mornin', left my gate unlatched, When I came back home, that fool in my 'tatoe patch. You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm. Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind. Oh, I tipped up to my window, I wished I had a gun, My farm wrapped around the fool, you know, he was goin' south. You know, he diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm. Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind. Well, you know she powdered her face and water waved her hair. Know she caught a taxi, goin' crosstown somewhere. You know, she diggin' my potatoes, crampin' on my farm. Well, I have a special plan, restin' on my mind. Restin' on my mind. Restin' on my mind. Restin' on my mind. Restin' on my mind.
