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jesse dayton - daddy was a badass lyrics

[verse 1]
daddy was a bad-ss, oil field white trash
never took n0body’s lip
he was a honkytonk dancer and even beat cancer
forty years smokin’, just quit
he had korean pin-up black-ink tattooed
forearms from the war
he won a purple heart medal, but never heard him peddle
the k!lling he did with the corps
so they shipped him on home, his mind all blown
had nightmares about his past
well it’s a d-mn good thing momma met daddy
’cause daddy was a bad-ss

[verse 2]
he met momma on the dancefloor in deep east texas
she was the belle of the ball
he had an oil baron’s son givin’ him a run
for her hand in marriage to call
so they took the rich kid to the back of the bar
and threatened him with his life
he said “hey little girl, your date had to leave
“now you’re gonna be my wife”
i guess his country charm turned her on
’cause fifty years has p-ssed
he got the one and only girl in the whole wide world
’cause daddy was a bad-ss

[verse 3]
daddy made it out of the drilling rig patch
and gamblin’ paid for his school
the university of texas, sure got reckless
livin’ on eight-ball pool
he had backroom, all-night poker games
a pistol by a rotary phone
he was a hot-tip handicapper on football
never took a student loan
so he p-ssed with honors by sellin’ numbers
to everybody in his cl-ss
then he drove back home to old east texas
(well you know what he was!)

[verse 4]
so they had his kids and he built us a house
and he started his company
he made drillin’ bits for the oil rigs
and made a truckload of money
hired all my uncles and the good ol’ boys
from back in his roughneck days
’til his shop burned down, lost everything he had
and they went their separate ways
well he flew to vegas, he borrowed five-grand
then he put it on the red and black
he made two hundred g’s
(he got the business back, y’all)

[verse 5]
daddy retired and sold the business
the kids are grown and gone
he said “woman, i can’t just sit around here
“you know i gotta keep bringin’ it on”
climbed on his 1963 pan head harley davidson
and rode it wide-open ’til the end of the world
off a cliff and into the sun
well at his funeral, mama was cryin’
said “that’s the way he should’ve p-ssed”
in a blaze of glory
just done with the world, man
’cause daddy was a bad-ss
’cause daddy was a bad-ss
’cause daddy was a bad-ss

- jesse dayton lyrics

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