Bake Me A Country Ham Lyrics - Cledus T. Judd

I was sitting there with my fork in hand 

Staring at my lousy ravioli can 

She walked right in and said to me 

"Is there any way that I can make your day complete?" 

I told her, "If theres anyway you can 

Could you grease up that old metal roasting pan?" 

And bake me a country ham 

Honey glazed with a side of yams 

Leave it in till its golden brown 

Pineapples all the way around 

Let the sweet smell fill the air 

Serve it to me in my underwear 

Im tired of eating imitation Spam 

Could you bake me a country ham? 

I looked at her with hungry eyes 

She asked if I needed ketchup for my curly fries 

I held my breath, I could hardly wait 

For my little slice of Heaven on that Dixie plate 

And I could feel the juices running down my chin 

As my stomach started singing once again 

Could you bake me a country ham? 

Honey glazed with a side of yams 

Leave it in till its golden brown 

Pineapples all the way around 

Let the sweet smell fill the air 

Serve it to me in my easy chair 

Im tired of eating imitation Spam 

Could you bake me a country ham?