Letras de Daddy Was a God Fearin’ Man

David Allan Coe

You know when I was about eight years old
I used to go with my grandpa up to the town square
Sit him down up there on a picnic bench
And he used to play checkers with them other old men up there
And they used to tell stories about when they were kids
Now grandpa says he shot the chief of police

When he was nine years old
And I believe him
′Cause they tell me that Hazard
Kentucky's the baddest place in the world
Why they say they used to sit out there on their front porch
And shoot them revenuers when they′d come down the hollow
Said they were so young
Took two of them boys to hold the rifle and one to pull the trigger
Well, grandpa, he lied a little bit

But I'll tell you
There's a lot of stories in Harlan County

Yeah, folks in Harlan County, Lord, they knew that we were poor
They always called my daddy Preacher Dan
But daddy weren′t no preacher, least ways I don′t recollect
Ever hear of papa talk of nothing but the land

And daddy was a God-fearing farmer, yes he was
Could not read or write, Lord, he could barely sign his name
Daddy was a God-fearing farmer all his life
Someday when I'm grown I′ll be the same

Well, he always grew tobacco though he did not smoke himself
He had the best tobacco crop around
And he never touched a drop of liquor that I can recall
Papa made his living on the ground
Yes, Sunday go to meeting called for more than he could stand
I guess he felt at home in his old clothes
But he never missed a Sunday taking mama to the church
Maybe it was habit, Lord, but heaven only knows

Daddy was a God-fearing farmer, yes he was
Could not read or write, Lord, he could barely sign his name
Daddy was a God-fearing farmer all his life
Someday when I'm grown I′ll be the same

Yeah, folks in Harlan County, Lord, they knew that we were poor
They always called my daddy Preacher Dan
But daddy weren't no preacher, least ways I don′t recollect
Ever hear of grandpa talk of nothing but the land

Daddy was a God-fearing farmer all his life
He could not read or write, Lord, he could barely sign his name
Daddy was a God-fearing farmer, yes he was
Someday when I'm grown I'll be the same
Someday when I′m grown I′ll be the same
Someday when I'm grown I′ll be the same

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