Diggin’ My Potatoes

They've been diggin' my potatoes, trampin' on my vine
They've been diggin' my potatoes, trampin' on my vine
I have a special plan, restin' on my mind

I don't eat no cabbage sprouts, bring me thoughts to head
Supposed to call the wagon, if I find him in my bed
You know they've been diggin' my potatoes, trampin' on my vine

I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
Now she powdered her face, wet her wavy hair
Caught a taxicab, she's out across town somewhere

You know she's diggin' my potatoes, trampin' on my vine
I have a special plan, restin' on my mind
Said my vine's all green, potatoes solid red

Never found a bruised one, till I caught them in my bed
You know they're diggin' my potatoes, trampin' on my vine
I have a special plan, restin' on my mind