Lirik Lagu Daddy Was A God Fearin' Man - David Allan Coe
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Used to go with my grandpa up to the town squareSet him down up there on a picnic benchAnd he used to play checkers with them other old menup thereThey used to tell stories bout when they were kidsGrandpa says he shot the Chief of Police when he was nine years oldI believe itCause they tell me Harlan Knetucky was the baddest place in the worldWhy they say they used to sit out there on their front porchShoot them revenuers when they'd come down the hollowSaid they was so young took two of them boysTo hold the rifle and one to pull the triggerWell grandpa he'd lie a little bitBut I'll tell you there's a lot of stories in Harlan County
Yeah folks in Harlan County Lord they knew that we were poorThey always called my daddy Preacher DanBut daddy weren't no preacher least ways I don't recallectNever hear of papa talk of nothin' but the landDaddy was a God fearin' farmer yes he wasCould not read nor write Lord he could barely sign his nameDaddy was a God fearin' farmer all his life someday when I'm grown I'll be the same
Well he always grew tobacco though he did not smoke himselfHe had the best tobacco crop aroundAnd he never touched a drop of liquor that I can recallPapa made his livin' on the groundYes Sunday go to meetin' called for more than he could standI guess he felt at home in his old clothesBut he never missed a Sunday takin' mama to the churchMaybe it was habit Lord but heaven only knowsDaddy was a God fearin' farmer...[ steel - fiddle ]Yeah folks in Harlan County Lord....Someday when I'm grown I'll be the same someday when I'm grown I'll be the same
Yeah folks in Harlan County Lord they knew that we were poorThey always called my daddy Preacher DanBut daddy weren't no preacher least ways I don't recallectNever hear of papa talk of nothin' but the landDaddy was a God fearin' farmer yes he wasCould not read nor write Lord he could barely sign his nameDaddy was a God fearin' farmer all his life someday when I'm grown I'll be the same
Well he always grew tobacco though he did not smoke himselfHe had the best tobacco crop aroundAnd he never touched a drop of liquor that I can recallPapa made his livin' on the groundYes Sunday go to meetin' called for more than he could standI guess he felt at home in his old clothesBut he never missed a Sunday takin' mama to the churchMaybe it was habit Lord but heaven only knowsDaddy was a God fearin' farmer...[ steel - fiddle ]Yeah folks in Harlan County Lord....Someday when I'm grown I'll be the same someday when I'm grown I'll be the same
