Stone Cold Daddy-O

And I've got nothin' to do for the rest of my life, no
Nothin' to do for the rest of my life
But kick back and let it go by

Waitin' on the tempeture to drop
And spendin' my days in a weldin' shop
And drinkin' that beer and smokin' those crops
Wishin' I was fishin' on the river tops

A pot-belly flat-footed fool
Kicked out of the navy and kicked out of school
And now I'm workin' just like a mule
Daydreamin' 'bout women in a swimmin' pool

Man I've got nothin' to do for the rest of my life
But kick back and let it go by
And if you listen to me one time you can't tell me I
Ain't a stone cold daddy-o till the day I die

I drive a Buick with the blistered hood
And I've got the tallest grass in the neighborhood
I spend my money like a poor man should
Faster than the debt collector could

I need a cure for the stars in my eyes
I'm feelin' bluer than than the southern skies
Sure as Hell I always come to the surprise
Any time that I ever get recognized

Man I've got nothin' to do for the rest of my life
But kick back and let it go by
And if you listen to me one time you can't tell me I
Ain't a stone cold daddy-o till the day I die

Stone cold daddy-o till the day I die
Stone cold daddy-o till the day I die
Stone cold daddy-o till the day I die