I Let My Daddy Do That

People call me Mama Treetop, 'cause I'm slender and tall
But when I it comes time to get my ashes hauled
I let my daddy do that, I let my daddy do that
I let my daddy do that, 'cause it satisfies my worried mind

I got a range in my kitchen, I got a strict rule
When it gets too hot I want my oven to cool
I let my daddy do that, hey, I let my daddy do that
Oh Lord, I let my daddy do that, 'cause it satisfies my worried mind

You can drink my liquor, wear my clothes
But when it comes time for kneading my dough
I let my daddy do that, yes yes, I let my daddy do that
I let my daddy do that, 'cause it satisfies my worried mind

You can milk my cow, use the cream
But when it comes to lovin' me that will be in a dream
I let my daddy do that, hey all, I let my daddy do that
I let my daddy do that, 'cause it satisfies my worried mind

"Come on daddy, oh keep on churnin' till the butter come"
Oh Lord, gotta keep on churnin' till the butter come

Hey, you crank my car, you can shift my gear
But when any easy ridin' goes on here
I let my daddy do that, yeah yeah, my sweet daddy do that
I let my daddy do that, 'cause it satisfies my worried mind, oh yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Rory Block, Dp
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