Short'nin' Bread Songtext
von The Andrews Sisters

Put on the skillet, put on the lid
Mama′s gonna bake a little shortenin' bread
That ain′t all she's gonna do,
She's gonna make a little coffee, too.


Mamma′s little baby loves shortnin′, shortnin'
Mamma′s little baby loves shortnin' bread
Mamma′s little baby loves shortnin', shortnin′
Mamma's little baby loves shortnin' bread
Three little children layin′ in the bed
Two were sick and the other ′most dead
Sent for the doctor, the doctor said
"Feed those children on shortnin' bread"
Mammy′s baby loves shortenin'
Mammy′s baby loves bread
Mammy's baby loves shortenin′ bread
Ri diddle dee etc...
Slip to the kitchen, slip up the led,
Filled my pockets full of short'nin' bread;
Stole the skillet, stole the led,
Stole the gal makin′ short′nin' bread.
Mama′s baby loves short'nin′,
Mama's baby loves short′nin'
Mama's little baby loves to have the shortenin′ bread
The short′nin' bread is always diddly-da-da, etc...
The must have their bread

They caught me with the skillet, they caught me with the led,
Caught me with the gal makin′ short'nin′ bread;
Paid six dollars for the skillet, six dollars for the led,
Spent six months in jail eatin' short′nin' bread.
Mama's little baby loves short′nin′, short'nin′,
Mama's little baby loves short′nin' bread,
Mama′s little baby loves short'nin', short′nin′,
Rip-ho, ho, etc...
Oh shortenin', da-da-da-da,
Oh Mammy, give us that bread