Vidalia (Album Version)

There was a time when I enjoyed Vidalia

There was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch

But my granddad he prescribed me Vidalia

For whatever ails you, heart disease, the grippe and suchBut to yourself this medicine youll properly expose

The benefits of health, wealth and respect

Oh, eat it like an apple of a deep colored rose

Sweet victory will be yours to dialectBut how my palate grew tired

So sweet, so sweet, so sweet

No thanks, Ill take defeatI remember a dark and smoky den

Cheeks of roast beef, bloody and rare

Whiskey etched faces of barrel chested men

And Im feeling small, weak and scared

Songwriters

Andrew Wegman BirdPublished by

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