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
A good woman allows her man to prolong his child
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Now we're an army of bearded, spoiled beings.
Self-centered.
Come and go as we please.
Hang our dirty thoughts on the back door.
Void of romance, sex on demand.
Tie one on, then piss on the floor.
Swinging from the limbs of your emotional tree.
Feed our hearts to that pretty young thing down the street.
Yet you still bleach the stains from our day.
Rinse and repeat.
Rinse and repeat.
Good women deserve a real man.
Tie one on
Yesterday I went to port
Today I'm going to court
I'm just a sad sailor
And I'm in jail
That's all I know
He's up in the morning at 7 a.m.
Black coffee and paper. Toast and jam
His hair is perfection. His tie is secure
He's ready to take on the day
From home to the office, a 90 minute trip
Dumbass drivers and cell phone quips
Thoughts for the job that race through his head
To help earn himself better pay
A tiger by nine, he's doing just fine
Then noon brings a lunch that's followed by wine
From one until five he then starts to morph
When it's off to the bar for some more
A couple of shots with a beer back to boot
Three hours later he's got a full snoot
An illegal drive from the bar to his home
Now he can really tie one on
The morning sun shines on the man he should be
The evening brings a change by degree
The evil elixir turns man to a monster
With all sense of sanity gone
Rockman
For the "Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde" contest by Yasmin Khan
7th place winner.
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