Ain't 'bout our daddy's but it's probably 'bout someone's daddy...
lyrics
With a shiver I awoke in a fervid fright
{&} I called out to Momma, ‘neath the waxing moonlight
Tell me Momma, do me proper, do me right
Tell me ‘xactly when Dear Daddy took his flight
Well let me tell you something boy it was a cold day in Hell
When your Daddy skipped town with anything he could sell
At the city pawn shop, and later sank down the well
Evidence of rumors that he sought to dispel
That was my Auntie on Dear Momma’s side
Noted and known for giving Sammy a ride
To the city pawn shop and twas later implied
That she was more involved then her cries denied
{Well lemme tell ya ‘bout} Ostinato Sam…
Panhandlin’ Ostinato Sam!
Now as the wailing din surged under the freshly birthed day
I retreated, I proceeded with an intrepid get-away
He’s just like his Daddy, I know that’s what you’ll say
But I can’t take these Women’s Blues braying each and every day
from Live @ Rapture IV.XII.MMXVII,
released June 12, 2017
Bass Guitar, Vox: Trevor Pietsch
Drums: Carter Thompson
Horns, Vox: Dave Boudouris
Treble Guitar, Vox, Synth: Phil West
Words and Music by: Philip Westenberger, Trevor Pietsch, Carter Thompson & Dave Boudouris
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