Woman Piabba

The other day I saw a lady was selling
 And I wanted something to eat
 I thought she'd have a banana, a bulla and pea
 But I step back when I meet her
 She have a basket full of different weed
 She was crying out like she mad
 She have a man piabba, a woman piabba
 Downtown crawling and a lemon grass
 Mumu root, gully root, granny backbone
 Dead man get up and live on to morn'
 Corailla bush, deevy-deevy granchon
 And the old compellance weed
 But the only weed she never have
 Was my colly weed
 That old lady was so plainly
 Trying to let me understand
 Man piabba bush can really full your belly
 But you have to cook it in a black pan
 A little sugar, little salt, little nutmeg
 A little touch of everything
 She have a man piabba, a woman piabba
 Jacob ladder and a duppy krutchit
 Mumu root, gully root, granny backbone
 Dead man get up and live on to morn'
 Corailla bush, deevy-deevy granchon
 And the old compellance weed
 Say the only bush she never have
 Was my colly weed
 (.)
 That old lady she was so plainly
 Trying to let me understand
 Man piabba bush can really full your belly
 But you have to cook it in a black pan
 A little sugar, little salt, little dreadnut milk
 A little touch of everything
 She have a man piabba, a woman piabba
 Sweet sweet munu wan a granny cratch-cratch
 A belly full and the kusum weed
 Dead man get up and live on to morn'
 Corailla bush, deevy-deevy granchon
 And the old compellance weed
 Say the only bush she never have
 Was my colly weed
 She have a man piabba, a woman piabba
 Jacob ladder and a duppy krutchit
 Mumu root, gully root, granny backbone
 Dead man get up and live on to morn'
 Corailla bush, deevy-deevy granchon
 And the old compellance weed
 Say the only bush she never have
 Was my colly weed
 She have a man piabba, a woman piabba
 Sweet sweet munu wan a granny cratch-cratch
 A belly full and the kusum weed
 Dead man get up and live on to morn'.