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Backstory:

God bless Miss Edna!                                                                                                                                                                

Lyrics:

                                                  
CASH CROP
(Claire Ulanoff, Will Hopkins, Chip Martin)


Edna Scott  been growin beans
Since her husband left her in between
a rock and a hard place back in 88

Pretty soon she came to know
You can't survive on beans alone
Supply, demand required a different business plan

   So she planted some ‘maters, planted some peas 
   She's got sweet corn too, best you'll ever eat…but

      That ain't her cash crop
      That ain't what makes ‘em drop 
      20 in the bucket no siree 
      Every single Saturday 
      It's that something extra she slips in their sack 
      Got ‘em standing in line, keeps ‘em coming back 
      For her cash crop, they love her cash crop

Miss Edna lives in a simple house
On a rural road just out of town
Nice and private, just like she likes it

Every day she tends her garden plot
Even so it's gone to pot
Lord She's a sight to see, up to her ears in weed...

   Yeah, she got okra she got collard greens 
   And her canteloupes are mighty sweet…but

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Sheriff Ramsey knows what's going on but he just looks the other way 
Even if the broccoli’s full of worms you won't hear him complain, ‘cause

Chorus

(no personal checks please) 




Copyright © Ulanoff, Hopkins, Martin