[Verse 1]
Just look here mama
Don't treat pig meat the way you do
Oh, don't treat pig meat the way you do
If you don't believe it's pig meat
Ask anybody in the neighborhood

[Verse 2]
If you don't believe it's pig meat
Kind that you won't regret
Oh, kind that you won't regret
I got something 'bout this pig meat
Sweet mama I ain't told you yet

[Verse 3]
I was born and raised in the country
Mama but I'm staying in town
In New York City, what I'm talkin' about
I was born and raised in the country
Mama but I'm staying in town
If you don't believe it's pig meat
Mama from my head on down

[Instrumental verse]

[Verse 4]
She looked at me, man
And I looked at the woman
She knows this l'il Ledbetter wasn't nothin' but pure pig meat
All over Shreveport, Louisiana and all in Texarkana
And I was runnin' with a gal named Sylvana
She looked at me here when she said the last word
[Verse 5]
You can take me to the mournin'
And there will be pig meat there
You can take me to the mournin' mama
Will be pig meat there
You take the bull to China, down to church, just anywhere

[Verse 6]
Oh, a church, just anywhere
Oh, a church, just anywhere
Take the bull to China, down to church, just anywhere