Corey Smith - Daddy's Weed lyrics
[Corey Smith - Daddy's Weed lyrics]
I was out in Daddy's wood shop
'bout seventeen years old
Stacking up some lumber
Sweeping saw dust off the floor
Way over in the corner
I smelled something kinda strange
I looked behind a can of paint and
Found a bag of Mary Jane
(I thought "What the hell is this?")
It threw me for a loop
Had me feeling all mixed up
'Cause Daddy always told me only
Hippies smoked that stuff
I knew damn good and well he
Wasn't leaning to the left
He'd rather die and go to hell
Than listen to the Grateful Dead
The day I found my daddy's weed
I knew the truth and it set me free
That's when I learned this apple didn't
Fall far from the tree
I did a lot of growing up the
Day I found my daddy's weed
Now, Mom was getting groceries and
Dad was outta town so I sat there on the
Workbench contemplating what I'd found
I went from feeling kinda pissed
To thinking "What the hell"
I got my bowl out of the truck
And broke off a little for myself
(Damn right)
That shit was awful sticky
Had crystals on the leaves
Smelled kinda like a skunk and
Kinda like a Christmas tree
Might've come from California
Or maybe Colorado
But it was on different level than what
I was getting down the road
The day I found my daddy's weed
One of my favorite memories
That's when I learned this apple didn't
Fall far from the tree
I did a lot of growing up the
Day I found my daddy's weed
I only hit it once and damn it hit me hard
Flew straight to the moon and back
Sitting in the yard
Suddenly I understood why Daddy loved
To work so much
When we heard him out there coughing
It wasn't from the dust
The day I found my daddy's weed
Oh, it still gets to me
The little blonde haired boy who use
To bounce upon his knee
Became the man out in the
Backyard stoned on daddy's weed
'bout seventeen years old
Stacking up some lumber
Sweeping saw dust off the floor
Way over in the corner
I smelled something kinda strange
I looked behind a can of paint and
Found a bag of Mary Jane
(I thought "What the hell is this?")
It threw me for a loop
Had me feeling all mixed up
'Cause Daddy always told me only
Hippies smoked that stuff
I knew damn good and well he
Wasn't leaning to the left
He'd rather die and go to hell
Than listen to the Grateful Dead
The day I found my daddy's weed
I knew the truth and it set me free
That's when I learned this apple didn't
Fall far from the tree
I did a lot of growing up the
Day I found my daddy's weed
Now, Mom was getting groceries and
Dad was outta town so I sat there on the
Workbench contemplating what I'd found
I went from feeling kinda pissed
To thinking "What the hell"
I got my bowl out of the truck
And broke off a little for myself
(Damn right)
That shit was awful sticky
Had crystals on the leaves
Smelled kinda like a skunk and
Kinda like a Christmas tree
Might've come from California
Or maybe Colorado
But it was on different level than what
I was getting down the road
The day I found my daddy's weed
One of my favorite memories
That's when I learned this apple didn't
Fall far from the tree
I did a lot of growing up the
Day I found my daddy's weed
I only hit it once and damn it hit me hard
Flew straight to the moon and back
Sitting in the yard
Suddenly I understood why Daddy loved
To work so much
When we heard him out there coughing
It wasn't from the dust
The day I found my daddy's weed
Oh, it still gets to me
The little blonde haired boy who use
To bounce upon his knee
Became the man out in the
Backyard stoned on daddy's weed