Daddy's Jail
dear old dad, he's the law, man. he locks 'em up downtown
if you're the one slips up, he's the one who brings you down
he makes an honest living, more'n i can say for me
i know i broke the law, that i won't go freedon't put me in my daddy's jail
he'd blame himself, he'd say where did i fail
put me anywhere you want but daddy's jailwell i know that i'm an outlaw, my gun is in my pants
i've seen a civilized man don't stand a fighting chance
hey deputy i know the rules, this is it for me
would you show a good old boy a little sympathydon't put me in my daddy's jail
it'd break his heart to see me in this cell
put me anywhere you want but daddy's jailthey say in daddy's jail
i'll learn right from wrong, and other things i should already know
well it's a little late for that, and it'll hurt my daddy so
there must be somewhere else we can gowell dad, he's a good man, this is not his fault
he's not the one what robbed the joint, he's not the one you caught
he tried to raise me right, he taught me not to sin
i gotta say it one more time boys, before you run me indon't put me in my daddy's jail
i'll pay the price, but i'd rather rot in hell
than to know my new home is daddy's jail
put me anywhere on earth but daddy's jailphil lee / big yellow dog / bmi
illustration by John Sieger
