Grazing Grass Rap

He doesn't know what, now, the mind goin', see?
Now you're...
But that's what they say about black people
Man, you're wrong when you're like that
I was out in this yard, man, I was so hungry
I'd been hitchhikin' for three or four days
And I'm out in this yard, man, I'm so hungry, I ain't got no money in
My pocket and I'm eatin' grass, you know, in the front yard, you know
This little girl, she came to the window
And she looked out there and she saw me
So she looked back and told her mother
She sittin' there knittin', you know
Said, "Mother, here's a man out here. Say, he must'a be just
Plumb near the starve to death, 'cause he eatin' grass"
So she gets up, come to the window, she looks
And after she see that I'm a black man
She said, "Mister, say, it's better grass than
In the backyard, 'cause we ain't mowed that one"
That is right, though, you know
You wouldn't tell any stories here
You wouldn't tell any stories here
I mean, everything you're tellin' is the truth, right?
That is right
You remember the time we came from Lafayette, you know
Back to your home in New Orleans
Yeah, I remember
And we went in that store that morning, you know
That's the time you had a dog, you remember that?
Oh, yeah, I remember that
You told me, said, "Go in there and get
Me some dog meat, Aurel," I said, "Okay"
I went in there, you know, and slapped
The two quarters up on the counter
I said, "Man, now, give me uh, fifty cents' worth of dog bones"
He said, "One moment, brother. You want me
To wrap 'em or you wanna eat 'em here?"