Thursday, July 8, 2010

Don't Take It Out On Her

Mama buys me cigarettes
And two beers a day
Son calls me up on the telephone
I ain't got much to say

Sittin' on my front porch
Waitin' for the rain to come
I can't even write my name
Don't take it out on her

Daddy flew around
The whole wide world
Never got to know a soul
He used to like to stay out late
And lose control

Daddy got caught in an opium den
Took it out on my ma
He broke her jaw in three pieces
Said she fell down the stairs
Army found out, family dispute
And nobody cares

Sittin' on my front porch
Waitin' for the rain to come
I can't even write my name
Don't take it out on her

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