I went down to the local bar
To buy my daddy a big cigar
When I got home he was dead
Somebody shot him in the head
Oh, dear, daddy, you're not gonna see me grieve
'Cause you brought out the worst in me
Yep, it's all true
It's true, it makes me cry
When the funeral was through
I had myself a barbecue
Daddy's bones, they sure taste good
I couldn't have stopped if only I could
Oh, dear, daddy, you're not gonna see me sad
'Cause everything you did was bad

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