To Love The Language lyrics

Yas

I is just what I was,

And am ain't who I be.

To love the language,

Ya got to be born

On the banks of the Mississippi.

Ax' ya "x" what talks in tongues.

Say "never mo', neither me."

To love the language,

Ya got to be born

On the banks of the Mississippi.

All right

Stayin' by my mama's

In slippers and pajamas

Where there's always somethin' good to eat.

Bettin' strawberries,

honey and cherries

And pecan pies, oh so sweet.

Mm

With a dew-rag on my brow,

Jasmine, wysteria and fleur-de-lis.

To love the language,

Ya got to be born

On the banks of the Mississippi.

All right

[Instrumental jazz, piano featured]

Stayin' by my mama's

In slippers and pajamas

Where there's always somethin' good to eat.

Bettin' strawberries,

honey and cherries

And pecan pies, oh so sweet.

Mm

If you won't work for a livin',

And live life leisurely.

Pull up a screen po-ch,

Flop out in a rockin' chai'.

To love the language,

You got to be born

On the banks of the Mississippi.

All right.

Eh eh

Come on

What'd I say?

Yay yay yay

Let's go

• Artist:Harry Connick Jr.
• Album:She