Intro: A (4x)
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Can't blame a thief for stealing wallets, that's just what they do
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Can't blame Mary for stealing hearts, when you taste her barbeque
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She's got a brisket nice and tender, the best you ever tried
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Well she cooks so nice and slow, it'll leave you satisfied
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Kansas City to Memphis town, Arkansas on down
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Come on in to Mary's kitchen, if you want your sausage ground
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She's got a sign on her front porch, say's hot stuff for sale
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In a little three room shot gun, in the alley behind the jail
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Sweet, sour, thick or thin… tangy, hot or mild
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Some like it hot, some like it cold, some like it anyway it's sold
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Kansas City to Memphis town, Arkansas on down
D A
Come on in to Mary's kitchen, if you want your sausage ground
Break: A D A E D A
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Pokin’ at a charcoal grill, putting sauce on her famous ribs
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When it comes to knowing what you want, the whole neighborhood got dibs
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One taste and you'll be hooked, it's like nothing else you known
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Find yourself on the kitchen floor, hopin’ she throws you a bone
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Kansas City to Memphis town, Arkansas on down
D A
Come on in to Mary's kitchen, if you want your sausage ground