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Shooter Jennings

Daddy's Farm

 

Daddy's Farm

(album: Put The "O" Back In Country - 2005)


There's a piggy waiting outside my door
Who's a knocking and a yelling that he's gonna use force
Well, I moved to town just a while ago
And I got in a mess and I can't lay low

Back home all I had was my guitar
Living in the backwoods on Daddy's farm
Sitting on the front porch 'til the evening come
Living in the backwoods on Daddy's farm

Well, my old girl was Cadillac
She was long and sleek and dressed in black
But I caught her cruising with another dude
So I shot 'em down with my blue .22

Back home all I had was my guitar
Living in the backwoods on Daddy's farm
Sitting on the front porch 'til the evening come
Living in the backwoods on Daddy's farm, on Daddy's farm

But now they got me running and they got me to my home
But I won't go, I won't go

Chitty-chitty bang-bang, and I hit at the floor
Two little piggies bust down my door
The first little piggy went down
The second little piggy started popping off rounds

I make a break for the parking lot
I heard some people talking how somebody got shot
They're never gonna see it my way
So I break for the truck and headed on the highway

I must have got it up to 108
Before three little piggies headed me off the interstate
It's getting hot, I'm getting hot
I don't know where to go, I don't know what I got, but

Back home all I had was my guitar
Living in the backwoods on Daddy's farm
Sitting on the front porch 'til the evening come
Living in the backwoods on Daddy's farm
Yeah, on Daddy's farm, yeah, on Daddy's farm

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