Lyrics:

I was just outside of Clarksdale
On the way up to Tennessee
I had been driving all night
And nearly half the day
It was time to find something to eat

Well I looked high and low
For nearly half an hour
Before I finally come up on a place
Just a little old joint
With a hand-painted sign
That read, 'Leona's Home Cookin' Cafe'

Well it wasn't much to look at from the outside
But it sure looked like heaven to me

Well I parked my ride
And I moseyed inside
Leona showed me a place to sit
Then she cooked up a meal
And still sets me droolin'
And every time I think about it

Well she brought our my plate
And set it on the table
Then she put her hand down on my knee
I said, 'Whoa Leona, don't you wanna
Come and do some cookin' with me?'

I said, Won't you be my honey child
Won't you be my honey child
Your down-home cookin' drives me wild
Well come on and stay with me a while
I'm tired of being lonely
I'll be your one and only
Won't you be my honey child

She fixed a good ol' golden brown Southern fried chicken
That would make the Colonel run and hide
I had collard greens and fresh snap beans
And sweet potatoes on the side
I had homemade biscuits just as big as your fist
A-drippin' with sweet creamy butter
A mason's jar fulla cold ice tea
So good it make you run home to Mother

Won't you be my honey child
Come on honey
Won't you be my honey child
You known your down-home cookin' drives me wild
So come on and stay with me a while
If you're tired of being lonely
I'll be your one and only

I said won't you be my honey child
Well won't you be my honey child
Your down-home cookin' drives me wild
So come on and stay with me a while
I know you're tired of being lonely
I'll be your one and only
Won't you be my honey child

Leona! Do you wanna
Leona! Are you gonna
Leona! Why don't ya