Tie One On
My Daddy was a good man
Son of a preacher man
When I looked at Paw, I often saw
A Bible in his hands
Well, he lived a good example
Bless his heart, he's dead and gone
I wasn't walking in his shoes
When I learned to tie one on
Lots of whiskey overcame
The clean living I had learned
To the demon in the bottle
'Seems like overnight I turned
My daddy raised me better
He taught me right from wrong
I wasn't walking in his shoes
When I learned to tie one on
When they hauled me off to prison
I thought they threw away the key
Bars and painted women
Turned to bars of steel for me
Last night I dreamed an angel
Spoke my name in solemn tones
He said...Here's your daddy's shoes.... boy
Learn to tie one on
Now it's back to the roots
Of an upright family tree
Back to the example
My daddy was to me
I've walked through the darkness
But now I see the dawn
I wasn't walking in his shoes
When I learned to tie one on
His shoes are a little big
But I've learned to tie one on!
Written by Chuck Melugin
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