I Don't Call Him Daddy
It was six in the morning
When I made the county line
There's someone I got to talk to
I can't get it off my mind.
He's just a kid
And he's in a pretty rough spot
Two dimes to make a phone call
That's about all I've got.
How's my boy today?
I know it's been three weeks
But you know how far I've got to go
To make those loose ends meet.
How's your mama now
With her new live-in friend
Oh, how I hate the wounds
That never seem to mend.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you.
God bless their little hearts
They're the ones who really pay
When mom and dad can't get along
And go their seperate ways.
In a way I'm glad there's someone
There to fill the empty place
Tears of understanding
Streak down a dirty face.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you.
He is quite a little man
Growing up as fast as he can
And I don't get to see him
Half as much as I had planned.
There's so much I need to tell him
So precious little time
A little rain on the window
In a little way goodbye.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Ur Done
[LOC]
Ur-Done, take 1.
[DADDY X]
Its that time.
[LOC]
Actually like take 5.
D-Loc in the house.
Whatchu know aboutthis?
[DADDY X]
Go!
[LOC]
Go to bed and get some sleep.
[DADDY X]
Ur-Done!
[LOC]
When I see you creepin in the street.
[DADDY X]
Ur-Done!
[LOC]
??
[DADDY X]
Ur-Done!
[LOC]
Your ass is peaking, I say
[Chorus 2x]
Youare done, you are done.
Ur-Done, Ur-Done, Ur-Done!
[LOC]
This is not a test.
Run and tell a friend.
Try not to forget.
So here we go again.
[Chorus 2x]
Youare done, you are done.
Ur-Done, Ur-Done, Ur-Done!
[LOC]
Its the sweetest thing I ever saw.
If its not around, I make a call.
As if its not enough, I want it all.
And if I fail another test, Im gonna fall.
Im gonna fall, fall Im gonna fall, fall.
[DADDY X]
Hey, hey [4x]
[RICHTER]
U R Done, the night is over.
Time for you to go, its over.
You passed that point started actin dumb.
Go to bed, because you are done.
[Chorus 2x]
Youare done, you are done.
Ur-Done, Ur-Done, Ur-Done!
U-R-D-O-N-E! [3x]
DONE!
(haha)
song performed by by Kottonmouth Kings
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Smile
Daddy says "Come and sit on my knee"
Daddy says "You're the only girl for me"
'Cos Amelia, "You're Daddy's favourite girl"
Amelia, "Daddy loves his little girl"
Daddy comes in the dark of night
Daddy say "Don't be scared, it'll be alright"
Amelia, "Daddy hates to see you cry"
Amelia, "You're the apple of Daddy's eye"
Daddy says "Dry your tears and give me a smile"
Daddy says "If you're good I'll hold you awhile"
'Cos Amelia, "You're daddy's precious girl"
Amelia, "Daddy loves to love his little girl"
"Daddy, tell me Daddy,
Is this really love?"
Daddy says "Don't tell Mama what I do to you"
Daddy says "If you do I'll beat you black and blue"
'Cos Amelia, "You make Daddy feel like a man"
Amelia, "Daddy loves you more than Mummy can"
"Daddy, tell me, Daddy,
How can you call this love?"
Amelia
Damn your Daddy to hell
song performed by by Monkees
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I Remember
Writer Dolly Parton
Copyright 1973
I remember I remember I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember meadows and fields of golden wheat
I remember songbirds and sugar cane so sweet
I remember lots of things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember gingerbread my mama used to bake
And I remember home made toys that daddy used to make
Yes I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And our little country home they filled with love
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And all the things they did to make life happier for us
Yes I remember lots of things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember candy that daddy used to bring I remember songs my mama used to sing
Oh I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And how they taught us children right from wrong
I remember mama and daddy most of all
How they used to hope and pray they'd live to see us grown
Oh I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember I remember I remember mama and daddy most of all most of all
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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My Daddy
My daddy was never there for me.
My daddy always drank.
My daddy told me I was worthless and unworthy of his time.
My daddy was the one who made me, but also broke me.
My daddy never came to my birthday parties.
My daddy came to my 5Th grade graduation drunk as can be.
My daddy would walk into my room every night with a belt in his hand.
My daddy was the one who shattered all my dreams.
My daddy wouldn't let me sleep until he hit me.
My daddy would tell me I'm nothing but a piece of crap.
My daddy was the one who tore my life into pieces.
My daddy is not my daddy any more...
He can be your daddy if you'll take him.
That man I called my daddy, he never was truly a daddy.
But he was still my daddy.
poem by Davina Teeling
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Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I look at the familiar house I call home
I am back home, sweet home after the journey
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I look at Daddy's children, full of expectations
The young man with soiled hands, still jumping on Daddy
The young lady wanting to tell Daddy all the stories of school
It does not matter that Daddy is tired! Daddy is always daddy
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I know I have to travel again from home tomorrow
I may go to the nice places, be they palaces or hotels
Marble floors sparkling with reflections of cleanliness
But they are not as homely as home with daddy
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
I look at everybody wanting to know about the trip of daddy
Everybody wants to know what daddy has brought
Everybody is happy to see daddy home
Daddy is always strong, no tiredness even when tired
Home, sweet home is home with daddy!
poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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Cool, Daddy Cool (feat. Joe C)
(Daddy Cool)
(ohhh, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, wo, wo, yeah)
Verse 1 - Joe C.
See me cruisin' in my caddy
Ho's they like to call me "Daddy Cool"
When I'm stylin'
Just rollin on the island
Now just in case I pack heat
Keep a case of brew in my back seat
Got a pocket full of cash hey
Got a fatty in my ashtray
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass)
Verse 2 - Kid Rock
Mackin' to this phat beat
Bass pushin' through my back seat
You know I got that gangsta lean
Ho's they all adore me
I stop and they all swarm me
To check out all my fly gold rings
The treat my like the mayor
Cause I'm the biggest player
(Joe C) Mackin' all honeys up here in the "D" baby (Kid Rock) You know I do
Grubbin' on some pork rinds
Kickin' out them sex rhymes
Everybody wants to be my friend
But I can't be your friend no
Unless you got some endo to smoke
(Joe C.) I ain't no joke
(Joe C.)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass)
(Female singer)
I like the way you profile
Them posey's they got style
Daddy can I roll with you?
Here's some money for your gas tank
A forty and fat-tay
Daddy, so I'm down with you
Verse 3 - Kid Rock
Now some people say my mind's blown
I'm coolin' like a snow cone
On my cell phone
I'm paid, G
Can't call me
Just page me
Young ladies, young ladies
I like 'em underage see
Some say that's statutory
(Joe C.) But I say it's MANDATORY!
My story ain't that complex
Two forties and a Rolex
I rip, I rock, I roll G
I trim my hair with the Flowbee
Got soul G
Like Al Green
Co-coolin' like the A-Team
From Maine to San Francisco
I'm shootin like a pistol
I'm so slick, I'm Crisco
Daddy likes to disco
(Come on work it on out)
(Joe C.)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (oooohh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Co-hoo-hoo-ool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy, Daddy Cool, yeah)
song performed by by Kid Rock
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My Daddy's So Funny
My daddy’s so funny; always making me laugh
But, he’s the best daddy anybody could have
Every time he comes around he has something funny to say
On days when I feel down daddy can always makes my day
My daddy’s so funny even when he’s not trying to be
He has a way with words and gestures that always tickles me
He makes funny expressions, and he’s so witty too
He’s so funny he’ll make you forget you were feeling blue
My daddy’s so funny, but he is also sweet
He will do anything to help someone else; even get them off the street
You can find him givin’ change, or just standing up talkin’
To a person that most people would look at and just keep on walkin’
My daddy’s so funny, but he is such a good provider
He would do anything to take care of his family, even use the car like a taxi driver
I’ll never forget the time he got up at 5: 00 in the mornin’
He walked me all the way to my train stop, even though it was stormin’
My daddy’s so funny, but helped raise us girls so well
When my mama told us “no, ” we couldn’t run to him and tell
He taught us to be dainty and to act like ladies
He was always involved in our lives from the time that we were babies
My daddy’s so funny, but he takes good care of my mother
No matter how tough times would get, he always stood by her
He has been with her for more than 50 years
With her he has shared much marital bliss and many tears
My daddy’s so funny, but there is something you should know
He might laugh and joke a lot, but he takes life seriously though
His personality and the things he does are not for him to be seen
He just is who he is, and really loves people; from that we can all glean
My daddy’s so funny, when you ask him what he has to give
He’ll tell you in a minute, “I got mo’ cold cash than you got days to live! ”
My daddy is so funny, when I just think about him I laugh
I thank God for my daddy, one of the greatest gifts any girl could have.
poem by Deidre Blair
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Gone
Well, what do we have here daddy.
The lights are quickly changing.
Will I leave your heart along with the phone lines youre erasing.
A spineless ending.
Well, who would have guessed dear daddy.
Turned out to be a coward.
When I turned my back you cut my throat it bled for hours.
Was that your power.
(chorus)
You, youre the lovely victim again.
You, well your heart is breaking.
You are the only one let down.
Are you really now.
Well, soon here well have dear daddy with the next one on her knees.
And shes gonna call him daddy like the rest of them, like me.
How easy it will be replacing me.
And whats that I hear now daddy youre blaming it all on me.
Another she did you wrong and of course you had to leave.
And the yes men will agree.
You gave it everything.
(chorus)
You with the advisors in your ear.
You did everything right its clear.
I know I begged you to stay around.
But Im gone now.
(bridge)
Well, heres to you my darling leave.
Youre stubborn and youre free and of course, right.
I dont respect the way you leave.
You can be no friend to me.
Ill say goodbye.
(chorus)
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Lisa Marie Presley
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Daddy Why?
Daddy why did you leave Mommy before I was born?
Daddy why weren't you there for my birth?
Daddy why did you divorce Mommy when I was only five months old?
Daddy why did you day those mean things about Mommy?
Daddy why weren't you there for my first birthday?
Daddy why weren't you there when I took my first step?
Daddy why weren't you there when I got hurt?
Daddy why weren't you there when I became a teenager?
Daddy you're not going to be there when I turn 16.
Daddy you're not going to be there when I graduate from high school.
Daddy you're not going to be there when I get married.
Daddy you're not going to be there when I have children of my own.
Daddy you're NEVER going to be here.
Daddy you had a choice.
Daddy I chose too.
Daddy I NEVER WANT TO BE LIKE YOU!
poem by Emily Gucciardo
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Fun, Fun, Fun
Well she got her daddys car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And shell have fun fun fun
til her daddy takes the t-bird away
(fun fun fun til her daddy takes the t-bird away)
Well the girls cant stand her
cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
(you walk like an ace now you walk like an ace)
She makes the indy 500 look like a roman chariot race now
(you look like an ace now you look like an ace)
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(you drive like an ace now you drive like an ace)
And shell have fun fun fun
til her daddy takes the t-bird away
(fun fun fun til her daddy takes the t-bird away)
Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin wise to you now
(you shouldnt have lied now you shouldnt have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
Youve been thinking that your fun is all through now
(you shouldnt have lied now you shouldnt have lied)
But you can come along with me
cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
(you shouldnt have lied now you shouldnt have lied)
And well have fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away
(fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
And well have fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away
(fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Hollyweird
welcome to my city
the girls are so damn pretty
such a pity, they don't come for free
just call me pimp daddy
i'll roll ya one big fatty
i think your gonna like hangin with me
chorus
welcome to my city of sin
i believe your gonna fit right in
yes this is my city of sin
your first lesson is about to begin
now you're living in the city of sin
you don't mind if i call you friend
once you enter you can never get out of here
welcome to hollyweird
i'm the king of the streets
i own the cops, the junkies and freaks
it's human wasteland i call home
grow your hair to your shoes
trust me boy you just can't lose
soon this be the only life you've ever known
chorus (solo)
chorus out
song performed by by Poison
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Afro
INTRO: (Excuse us ladies and Gentlemen)
1.....2... You need to pick yo afro daddy, Because
it's flat on one side..
You need to pick afro daddy, Because it's
flat on one side. (What are you waitin on?)
Well... IF you don't pick yo afro your gonna
have one side high..
Well... you said you was going to take me to
go see WU-TANG babyy..
So I braided my head... Well.... yes you did
You said you was going to take me to see
WU-TANG baby..
So I braided my head.....
yes I did, conrolled and everything baby.
WEll... you changed yo mind and said, we weren't
going.... But my mom' ma saw you there. Yes
she did.. Check this out...
Well... I be blowin up yo pager daddy.....
But you never call me back...
Well..... I be puttin in 911 baby
But you never call me back......l.. no no
See you don't know how to use that pager daddy
I'm goiTANG babyy..
So I braided my head... Well.... yes you did
You said you was going to take me to see
WU-TANG baby..
So I braided my head.....
yes I did, conrolled and everything baby.
WEll... you changed yo mind and said, we weren't
going.... But my mom' ma saw you there. Yes
she did.. Check this out...
Well... I be blowin up yo pager daddy.....
But you never call me back...
Well..... I be puttin in 911 baby
But you never call me back......l.. no no
See you don't know how to use that pager daddy
I'm going to take that hoe back....
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Santa Looked Alot Like Daddy
Chorus:
Well, santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him
Its not the way I had him pictured
Santa was much too thin
He didnt come down the chimney
So mama must have let him in
Santa looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him
Well, they thought I was fast-a-sleppin
They thought that I was tucked in his bed
They never thought Id come a-peepin
Or that Id hear what was said
Santa put his arm around mama
And mama put her arm around him
So if santa claus aint daddy
Well then Im a gonna tell on them
Repeat chorus:
I never saw dancer or prancer
I never heard the sleigh bells ring
I never saw a red-nosed reindeer
Like they show on the tv screen
But he sure brought lots of presents
So santa claus he must have been
Well he sure looked a lot like daddy
Or daddy looked a lot like him
Repeat chorus:
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Pucker Up My Little Sucker
Pucker up my little sucker,
And give daddy a great big kiss.
I'm glad you're the last one to listen to poppa...
And have decided to dismiss,
The annoyances of those other kids.
I'm glad you like daddy's teasing,
And have come along for the ride.
You have known about poppa's gambling habits....
And unlike the others,
You wanted to learn.
You didn't run away to hide.
Daddy needs evey dime you've got!
I've got an itch this time that will not stop!
I know I will hit it big.
I feel this in my bones.
Trust your poppa and dropp your concerns.
Grant me a loan of everything you own.
Don't worry about your temporary survival needs.
I promise when I hit that jackpot...
Poppa will take care of you.
And that is guaranteed.
Here...
Take this promisary note.
And put it under your pillow.
If and when you fall asleep at night...
Know daddy's intentions,
May look as if they are to deceive.
But daddy wishes you to pray...
To keep daddy honest,
A free of thoughts of misdeeds.
Give me a few years, baby.
And you'll see poppa did this for your best.
Now hand over all you've got to give to poppa.
And forget about this...
To get your rest!
Has daddy ever lied...
About saying what he wants for you?
Every time it was explained,
From poppa's point of view?
'Daddy?
How come when you tuck me in so tight...
You call yourself poppa?
Like you are hiding something?
You do that all the time.
As if you want me keep from getting out of bed!
To see what you really do for myself instead.
Why daddy? '
Pucker up my little sucker,
And give daddy a great big kiss.
Don't worry about what poppa does...
Just close your eyes and let your dreams persist!
Here's a piece of candy.
In time after sucking it up...
You will forget about this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rickie (Wants A Man Of Her Own)
Well look out mama your little girl she has changed
She cut her baby curls
And she's got her act rearranged
Look out daddy what she needs now
She can't find at home
Oh rickie wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
Mama says her little girl won't talk to her anymore
She just goes in her room, turns on the radio and shuts
The door
She's got her own bathroom, tv, stereo, extension phone
Oh, but mama, rickie wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
Well daddy says when he drop her off friday night at the
Gym
She slides way down in the front seat
So the kids won't see her with him
She don't do no work
She won't tell nobody when she's coming home
And she makes poor daddy wait down on the corner
At midnight all alone
Well daddy's pullin' out his hair
He says that girl ain't got no direction
She don't care to bring her boyfriends home
To pass daddy's inspection
Now we're left peeking through the curtains
Everytime that we hear a horn blow
Well i guess rickie wants a man of her own
Mama says: "son, talk to her, she'll listen to you"
Yeah, she listens real nice and she does what she wants
To do
Well daddy says: "she wears her jeans so tight
Well, you change 'em or you're staying home"ah, but daddy, rickie wants a man
Of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
She's almost grown
Rickie wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Big Boots
(words & music by wayne - edwards)
They call your daddy big boots
And big boots is his name
It takes a big man to wear big boots
Thats your daddys claim to fame
They know your daddy big boots
Wherever soldiers are
cause he can handle an armored tank
Just like a kiddy can
So sleep little soldier
Dont you cry
Loo loo loo loo
Loo loo loo
General sandmans soon coming by
Loo loo loo loo
Loo loo loo
Im gonna tell you a little secret
You wont believe its true
Did you know your
Daddy big boots
Once wore little boots like you
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Daddy's Little Princes
Wanna know why I'm daddy's little princess
I'm daddy's little princess
Cause of his love for me
Daddy would rather lay down his life for me
to keep me from harm
Daddy would rather wear rags
So that I can wear the best
Daddy would rather starve
So that I can have something to eat
Daddy would rather have an empty wallet
so that I can get a decent education
Daddy would rather give up the things he loves
so that he can see the smile on my face
Daddy would rather walk to work
So that I can have taxi fare
This is why I'm daddy's princes
Cause he is my hero
My provider
My comforter
My shield
My mentor
My friend
My joy
My light
He is my all
Wanna know why I'm daddy's little princess
cause
He is my KING and I'm his princess
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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No More Lies
Everything
Everything reminds me
Easily
You walking out so easily
No goodbyes
Not even a tear for me
Now you cry
Youd like to have my company
But Im not gonna call you again
Im not gonna pick up the phone
No Im not going through it again
Youre not gonna leave me alone
No more lies
I dont need this anymore
Ive heard it all
Now Im gonna close the door
Seems to me
Nothing comes that easily
Time to leave
Youll take it all and run from me
But Im not gonna call you again
Im not gonna pick up the phone
No Im not going through it again
Youre not gonna leave me alone
Im not gonna call you again
Im not gonna pick up the phone
No Im not going through it again
Youre not gonna leave me alone
But Im not gonna call you again
Im not gonna pick up the phone
No Im not going through it again
Youre not gonna leave me alone
Im not gonna call you again
Im not gonna pick up the phone
No Im not going through it again
Youre not gonna leave me alone
But Im not gonna call you again
Im not gonna pick up the phone
No Im not going through it again
Youre not gonna leave me alone
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Abba, Daddy, Father
Abba, did you smile as you
saw the perfect world you’d just created?
And did you weep when Adam fell
and Eve tumbled after?
Abba, do I have the right to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Daddy, did you jump for joy as
you saw your son, born to human parents?
And did you write the Angels words
as Glory shone all around?
Daddy, did the shepherds have the right to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Father, did you laugh out loud as
Mary and Joseph searched for their son, and
Found him in the Temple, with you?
Did you allow the telling off that he got?
Father, did you give Mary and Joseph the right to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Abba, did your heart break asunder as
the Angels thundered to go and rescue
Your Son from the cross? Did you cry raindrops
when you had to turn your back, because of sin?
Abba, did you deny the Christ the right to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Daddy, did the Angels turn and ask
You, why? How did you reply when the words
choked you? Were you waiting to destroy
the world that crucified your Son?
Daddy, did you think about taking away our right to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Father, did you yell at Satan, when
he thought he had won? Did you let
him believe it, and then showed him Your Son
by your side? Did Satan fly in rage?
Father, how did you feel, when Satan fell from grace, no longer to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Abba, was it your loud shout that woke the
world on that Easter morn? Was it you who
moved the stone? Did you close the eyes of
the guards, as Glory shone around?
Abba, did you allow Mary the right to call you,
Abba, Daddy, Father?
Daddy, did you smile when you saw
the perfect Son, alive, alive, ALIVE?
And did the Angels party, and are they
partying still? Will it be long before you
come again? And does the earth rest?
Do we have the right to call you, Abba, Daddy, Father?
Father, do you always remember your gifts
and promises to us, yet forget the sins?
Can I feel your arms around me? Am I
blessed by your Son? And, Father, do I
still have the right to call on you? Do I
still have the right to call you Abba, Daddy, Father?
Abba, Daddy, Father, do you rejoice in those
names? Do you look at your children
and remember their names, one by one?
And can I stretch out my hand and get
one to one attention? Abba, Daddy, Father,
that is what I call you, by right, My Abba, My Daddy, My Father.
poem by Steve Gregory
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You're Gonna Change
Words and music by hank williams, sr.
[g] you wore out a brand new trunk
Packin' and un-[d7] packin' your [g] junk
Your daddy's mad; he's done got pee-eeved
You're gonna change [d7] or i'm a-gonna [g] leave.
Chorus
You're gonna [c7] change your way of livin'
Change the things you do
Stop [g] doin' all the things that you oughten too
Your daddy's mad; he's done got pee-eeved
You're gonna change [d7] or i'm a-gonna [g] leave.
This ain't right and that is wrong
You just keep naggin', all the day long
Its gotta stop, i don't mean plea-ease
Now, you're gonna change or i'm a-gonna leave.
The way to keep a woman happy
And make her do what's right
Is love her ev'ry mornin', bawl her out at night
Your daddy's mad; he's done got pee-eeved
Now, you're gonna change or i'm a-gonna leave.
Ev'ry time you get mad
You pack your rags and go back to dad
You tell him lies he don't belie-ieve
Now, you're gonna change or i'm a-gonna leave.
Chorus
song performed by by Hank Williams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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