Matagorda Boy
My daddy gets mad. He thinks all my songs are sad
Can't you write a happy tune? Is that too much to ask
And mama thinks twice before she gives me advice
But she says, you know he's 80 years old. Can you play him something that he likes
Give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy. Who doesn't want his baby girl to be sad anymore
I'm not sure where to begin. I'm used to writing about my sins
And most of them I can't sing. I'm either cussing or being obscene
So I sit down with my pen, think of the best times that we spent
We would drive to the church hall 30 miles out where he's asking me to dance
Give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy. Who doesn't want his baby girl to be sad anymore
They raised me good and they raised me right. And they gave me the picture perfect life
I've got nothing to complain about. So what's there to be sad about
Give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy.
I'll give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy. Who doesn't want his baby girl to be sad anymore
Can't you write a happy tune? Is that too much to ask
And mama thinks twice before she gives me advice
But she says, you know he's 80 years old. Can you play him something that he likes
Give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy. Who doesn't want his baby girl to be sad anymore
I'm not sure where to begin. I'm used to writing about my sins
And most of them I can't sing. I'm either cussing or being obscene
So I sit down with my pen, think of the best times that we spent
We would drive to the church hall 30 miles out where he's asking me to dance
Give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy. Who doesn't want his baby girl to be sad anymore
They raised me good and they raised me right. And they gave me the picture perfect life
I've got nothing to complain about. So what's there to be sad about
Give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy.
I'll give him a song to two step to. We'll go spinning around this room
And we'll dance till the sun comes up. If you play him something that he loves
He'll shine his dusty old boots. If you bring him back to his roots
He's a small town Matagorda boy. Who doesn't want his baby girl to be sad anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Whitney Ward
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