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Daddy He Treats Your Daughter Mean
He treats your daughter mean, Lord, I can't be thankful. For the misery he's caused, my heart feels so dreadful. Because Daddy, he treats your daughter mean. I ain't ever seen the sunshine in my dreams. But the Lord knows I have got this gun, and a battle hymn to hum. My boots are tied up tight, but my resolve gets tangled at night. When I hear him call my name, it’s the only time he's tame. Lord knows my love isn’t sane. Heaven, I know, I ain't even trying to get through your door. Send me a semaphore, I'll show him what all the crying's for Black eyes and calloused hands, trade them for brass horns, and battalions Banners and stallions, ticker tape parades and grand excursions Lord, I'll leave him behind, for a diamond built under pressure. A steam release valve, and a generator of pleasure Because Daddy, he treats your daughter mean. Set me right, help my sight, rose tinted and tainted, frosted, and blanketed. Set me right, oh Lord, I ain't got much fight. Broken hands and a rejected heart, Lord above, send me a restart. A preacher in the night, full of sonnets and song
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