He'd get home at five thirty Fix a drink, sit down in his chair Pick a fight with momma Complain about the kids gettin' in his hair
At night he'd sit alone and smoke I'd see his frown behind the lighters flame Now that same frowns in my mirror I got my Daddy's blood inside my veins
Fish swim, birds fly Daddys' yell, mommas' cry Old men sit and think I drink
Chicken T.V. dinner Six minutes on defrost three on high Beer to wash it down with then another Some whiskey on the side
It's not so bad alone here It don't bother me that every night's the same I don't need another lover hangin' around Tryin' to make me change
Fish swim, birds fly Lovers leave, by and by Old men sit and think I drink
I know, what I am But I don't, give a damn
Fish swim, birds fly Daddys' yell, mommas' cry Old men sit and think I drink I drink
Compositores: Mary Gauthier, Crit Andrew HarmonPublicado em 2013 e lançado em 2013 (19/Jun)ECAD verificado fonograma #6042635 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM