Lyrics:

There was a time when I enjoyed Vidalia

There was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch

My granddad he prescribed me Vidalia

"for whatever ails ya" – heart disease the grippe

and such



But to yourself this medicine you'll properly expose

The benefits of health, wealth ad respect

Eat it like an apple of a deep colored rose

Sweet victory will be yours to delect



But how my palate grew tired

So sweet, so sweet; so sweet

No thanks I'll take defeat



I remember a dark and smoky den

Cheeks of roast beef bloody and rare

Whiskey-etched faces of barrel-chested men

And I'm feeling small, weak and scared



I remember that nook, the way I shook

Pain hurts innocence be dammed

Red with shame and red with grain

We all sit down to eat our lag of lamb

Our leg of lamb…

We all sit down our leg of lamb