I Like My Baby´s Pudding - Wynonie Harris

Everybody’s talking 'bout chicken an' rice

All of those dishes are mighty nice

Gather 'round you girls and listen to me

I wanna tell you about my baby’s recipe

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

There’s a gal named miss Fannie Brown

She cooks the best gumbo in this town

All of you chicks can really cook

But Fannie Brown’s learned something, you don’t learn in books

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

Ninety-nine times I’ve tried to eat

All those fine fancy cuts of country meat

Just can’t eat a single bite

I just don’t have the appetite

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

Well, she promised me she wouldn’t give no-one a pudding but me

Yeah, she promised me she wouldn’t give no-one a pudding but me

But I don’t believe her, I’ll just have to wait and see

Gonna watch my baby, both night and day

So she won’t give my pudding away

My baby’s pudding is all she owns

So there ain’t no meat for Henry Jones

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all

I like my baby’s pudding, I like it best of all