| I’ve been in every bar,
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| Been in every honky-tonk,
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| Been tryin' to find my daddy
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| With that broke down piece o' junk!
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| Ask everyone to help me,
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| Cried, «Help me if you can;
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| you’ll lnow my daddy,
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| He’s that trombone playin' man!
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| Where is my daddy?
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| Tell me where is my daddy
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| With that big long slidin' thing?».
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| I even ask a man
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| That played a steel guitar;
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| He said that you don’t need him
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| To be moved eight to the bar!
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| He brought his amplifier
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| And he hitched it in my plug;
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| He planked it, and he plunked it,
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| But it just wasn’t good enough,
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| 'Cause I need my daddy,
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| Need my daddy with that big long slidin' thing!
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| Well, then a knock came at my door,
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| I said, «Mmm, my daddy’s back!».
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| I opened up the door
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| And there stood Piano Jack!
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| He said, «I came to do some tinklin'
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| On your piano keys!».
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| I said, «Don't make me nervous,
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| This ain’t no time to tease!
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| Just send me my daddy,
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| Send me my daddy with that big long slidin' thing!».
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| Well, the first time he played,
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| I ask him how it was done.
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| He said, «I blow through here,
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| Then I work my fingers and my thumb!
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| I slide it right up,
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| Then I slide it back again
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| And I gdet a lot o' wind,
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| And then I slide it back again!».
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| That is my daddy
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| With that big long sliding thing, oh yeah! |