| 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 know 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, mmh, 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 get 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 |