Maxwell House Coffee Song Lyrics. New arrangement. Good to the Last Drop TM Maxwell House.
Ive got my redworms in a Maxwell house coffee can Im gonna sit under ashade tree on a riverbank where its cool Im gonna close my eyes and dream and let the cork Bob away my blues Well I wake up every mornin I pick peaches all day And on Saturday night well have a dance or two we might waller in the hay Now the only thing that ever whipped. Just one sip and youll be souled. This is the Coffee Blues.
Maxwell House steamin out of a coffee cup We say our prayers send em to the sky Bust our backs barely getting by Carolina to California up to Illinois Yeah theres guys like us Blue collar boys.
Each bean is custom frosted to its beat. This coffee is really rich in foam. Good to the Last Drop TM Maxwell House. As Percolabligato July 2 1959.