wrote and told me you had tear drops in your eyes daddy's home your daddy's home to stay daddy's home to stay I'm not a thousand miles away daddy's home
(Alan Jackson) In a small town down in Georgia over forty years ago Her maiden name was Musik til she met that Jackson boy They married young like folks
a true Citizen Kane Daddy's paper inherited, put all doubters to shame To sustain a paradigm bent on world domination Five decades, conglomerates, a network's
wide home just off jackson trail back before the developers moved in it's all covered up now by track houses and rows lord i wish i could go home again
s only two types of men Pimps and John's There's one type of bitch And that's a hoe God damn holly hooker this is my world God damn time to go Where's
man, yo B excuse me I didn't call your girl, why accuse me? I think you're insecure, not sure if your girlfriend's home, if she's knockin at my door Back
-five cannon It's tucked in my Marc Buchanan Extra clips and shells in the lambskin Two deep by Pelle Pelle Westside how they felly fell More G's on me
, yo B excuse me I didn't call your girl, why accuse me? I think you're insecure, not sure If your girlfriend's home, if she's knockin' at my door Back
up in her blue cheese Ah's, ooh wee's, wa la's, tah da's Mhm's, uh huh's, oh yeah's, never oh no's Until I have to go and then it's never oh no I tell
I had a baby named Jane She could shake that thing Said her Daddy used to hang With Johnny Coltrane She sang a soul train With her friend named Jen Her
And on the land his daddy gave him, a foundation under way For a love to last forever or until their dying day They built a bond that's strong enough
home, just off Jackson Trail Back before the developers moved in It's all covered up now by track houses and rows Oh, and Lord I wish I could go home
men Pimps and John's There's one type of bitch And that's a hoe God damn holly hooker this is my world God damn time to go Where's my dough It's startin
