Daddy Is Drunk Again
Cover your head, close your ears
Don’t listen to that voice
He’s drunk once again
Since drinking is by choice
If you can’t see him
Maybe it’s a whipping you’ll save
Stay still, don’t move
The liquors made him a slave
Hear those glasses? Yes, they’re breaking
But don’t cry, don’t even move
Maybe he’ll get sleepy
Then the night might improve
I know you are shaking
And I know you want to cry
But please don’t whimper
And we might just slide by
Is that him snoring?
Lord I hope so
But stay real quite
Cause we really don’t know
We young’uns can’t be talking
Or it’s the devil to pay
Let’s pray daddy has passed out
And won’t wake until day
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