David Allan Coe - Daddy was a god fearin man

^D You know when I was about eight years ol^Dd,^D used to go with my grandp^Ga up to the town squar^Ge, set him ^Adown up there on a picnic bench and he ^Aused to play checkers with them other old ^Dmen up there.^D They used to tell ^Dstories bout when they were kid^Ds. ^{G A D}Grandpa says he shot the chief of po^Dlice^G, ^G when he was nine years old^A. ^A N' I believe him,^{D D}cause they tell me that Hazard,^D Kentucky's the baldest ^Dplace in the world.^{G A}Why, they say they used to sit out there on their front ^Dporch, shoot then revenuers,^D when ^Gthey'd come down the hollow.^{G A} Said they was so young,^A took two o' them ^Dboys to hold the rifle and ^Done to pull the trigger, hymn.^D Well, grandpa,^D he'd lie a little bit^G, ^{A D} but I'll tell you,^{D G} there's a lot of ^Astories in ^DHarlan County.

Yeah, ^Dfolks in Harlan County Lord they ^Gknew that we were ^Dpoor They always called my daddy preacher ^ADan But ^Ddaddy weren't no preacher least ways ^GI don't recol^Dlect Never hear of papa talk of ^Anothin' but the ^Dland.

And ^GDaddy Was A ^AGod Fearin’ ^Dfarmer yes he ^Gwas ^DCould not read nor write Lord he could barely sign his ^Aname ^GDaddy Was A ^AGod Fearin’ ^Dfarmer all his ^Glife ^DSomeday when I’m ^Agrown I’ll be the ^Dsame.

Well he ^Dalways grew tobacco though he ^Gdid not smoke him^Dself He had the best tobacco crop ^Aaround And he ^Dnever touched a drop of liquor ^Gthat I can ^Drecall Papa made his ^Alivin' on the ^Dground.

Yes ^DSunday-go-to-meetin' called for ^Gmore than he could ^Dstand I guess he felt at home in his old ^Aclothes But he ^Dnever missed a Sunday takin’ ^Gmomma to the ^Dchurch Maybe it was habit, Lord but ^AHeaven only ^Dknows.

And ^GDaddy Was A ^AGod Fearin’ ^Dfarmer yes he ^Gwas ^DCould not read nor write Lord he could barely sign his ^Aname ^GDaddy Was A ^AGod Fearin’ ^Dfarmer all his ^Glife ^DSomeday when I’m ^Agrown I’ll be the ^Dsame.

Yeah, ^Dfolks in Harlan County, Lord, they ^Gknew that we were ^Dpoor They always called my daddy preacher ^ADan But ^Ddaddy weren't no preacher, least ways ^GI don't recol^Dlect Never hear of grandpa talk of ^Anothin' but the ^Dland.

And ^GDaddy Was A ^AGod Fearin’ ^Dfarmer all his ^Glife ^DCould not read nor write Lord he could barely sign his ^Aname ^GDaddy Was A ^AGod Fearin’ ^Dfarmer yes he ^Gwas ^DSomeday when I’m ^Agrown I’ll be the ^Dsame.^{D D}Someday when I’m ^Agrown I’ll be the ^Dsame ^{D D}Someday when I’m ^Agrown I’ll be the ^Dsame.^{D A D}