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