Daddy's On Parole This Christmas

I got the call, he said pick me up at 11
They're letting me go on Christmas Eve this year
I'll be standing on the road, havin' me a smoke
Bring more cigarettes and ice cold beer

Well, I flew out down that road in my old truck
Barely missed old Red when I peeled out
I guess Santa heard my plea
Cause daddy's been set free
Hey, family is what Christmas is all about

Guess daddy's on parole this Christmas
I wander what his new tattoo will be
We'll shoot pool in Maggie's bar
He'll show me how to hotwire cars
Hey daddy's on parole this Christmas

I saw him standing just outside that prison
With a duffelbag and wearin' his orange suit
They retired his number now
He wears it loud and proud
He's inmate 1473152

Yeah, daddy's on parole this Christmas
I wander what his new tattoo will be
And we'll go steal some nice TV's
Robbin' Automatic Teller Machines
Hey daddy's on parole this Christmas
Daddy's on parole this Christmas



Credits
Writer(s): Bill Whyte, Steve Ivey
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