Daddy’s Home
I signed autographs in the visitation room
Waiting for you the last time, inmate 502
Daddy's home
You still got it in your government green suit
And I look down and out in my fine Italian shoes
We're tight as a Bible with the pages stuck like glue
Yeah, you did some time
Well, I did some time too
Daddy's home
Oow
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Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
We're All good puritans
They’ll pray about reform
You swore you had paid your dues then put a payday in your uniform
We’re all born innocent but some good saints get screwed
Hell, where can you run when the outlaw's inside you?
Oow
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home