| We were poor when I was a youngun
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| I don’t remember ever going hungry
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| Daddy made sure we didn’t do without
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| I went to school with some of these fellas
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| They had money and I was jealous
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| I didn’t know then what I know now
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| Daddy’d say you can’t judge a book by looking at its cover
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| It’s what’s inside that really matters
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| Daddy never was the Cadillac kind
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| He said some things just glitter and shine
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| He taught us that love was the one thing money couldn’t buy
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| Daddy never was the Cadillac kind
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| I left home right out of high school
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| Bought me a big car thought I was real cool
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| Cruisin' around the old neighborhood
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| I’d see Dad after church on Sunday
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| I’d say you’ll have to go riding with me someday
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| He just said no, I never understood
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| He asked me how I bought it, I told him on credit
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| Daddy just smiled, I’ll never forget it REPEAT CHORUS
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| It took a while but now I’m grown
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| I’ve settled down with kids of my own
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| The more I give them
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| The more they want
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| Daddy left us last November
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| I don’t remember him ever looking better
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| All laid out in his Sunday best
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| I’m sure instead of all the attention
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| All he’d of wanted was a few words mentioned
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| A simple man simply laid to rest
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| As they drove him away in that big Cadillac
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| With a tear in my eye I had to laugh
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