Vic Chesnutt - Sweet Daddy lyrics
[Vic Chesnutt - Sweet Daddy lyrics]
Sweet daddy is spiraling down
Baby doll is sporting a taffeta gown
Little brother is going to ground
Big momma is crowin' in town
The glorious gears turn
The furious fears burn
The amor-ing yearlings yearn for tomorrow
But tomorrow may only seem like molasses
Molasses
Uncle Owen is serving overseas
And Auntie has succumbed to
The family disease
Grandfather still issues his very
Very stern decrees
But, I’m always done just what I please
The curious crowd blunders
The spurious speaker plunders
The waking widow wonders of tomorrow
But tomorrow may only seem like molasses
Sweet slow molassеs
Sweet daddy's grown bitter
Sweet daddy's grown bitter
Sweet daddy has grown bitter progrеssively
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