Gettin' Them Maters

When I was just a toddler, Just a small tike I was My Grandma grew a garden, I liked them maters because. Pa-Pa put me in the stroller, Off to the garden we’d go. He’d pick me some, and I would eat Them little Tommy toes. Grandma would see when we got to the house Just a minute or so later. Me and Pa-Pa had been to the garden and He’d been getting’ me them maters. My clothes would be soaked with that mater juice, So into dry clothes I went. Them maters were good, I knew one thing sure, And that Pa-Pa was Heaven sent. I’ve grown up now, and Pa-Pa’s in Heaven, But my taste hasn’t changed though it’s later. When Grandma grows them Tommy toes I still enjoy getting’ them maters.