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Well I used to be bad

I was born to lose

And my travelin' shoes was the only shoes I had

Well I used to be cool

I was that Sunday afternoon, sunk 'n drunk and stumblin' fool

'Till I met your momma

She pulled me outta that terrible fix, well

I know daddy’s been away awhile

Cause it’s been hard to teach an old dog new tricks

Tell your momma your daddy done quit his drinkin'

Tell your momma your daddy done found the Lord

Tell your momma your daddy done quit his cussin', his fightin', his carryin' on

But don’t you tell your momma Goddamn, your daddy’s bored

Well I used to be sly

I’d stay out all night

And how I loved to fight

And make them young girls cry

Well I used to be crude

I was rude, crude, glued, screwed, tattooed

Down an' dirty with a just plain surly attitude

'Till I met your momma

She pulled me outta this terrible fix

I know daddy’s been away awhile

Cause it’s been hard to teach an old dog new tricks

Well if a thousand times I’ve seen the light

You know that I’ve gone blind a thousand times again

And if a thousand times I said «I do»

You know I turn my tail a thousand one again

I didn’t mean no harm I’s just havin' fun again

Uh-oh, uh-oh, SCOTTY’S GOT A SOLO!

Tell your momma your daddy done quit his drinkin'

Tell your momma your daddy done found the Lord

Tell your momma your daddy done quit his cussin', his fightin', his carryin' on

But don’t you tell your momma, no

Don’t you tell your momma, oh no

Don’t you tell your momma Goddamn, your daddy’s bored

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