Stone Cold Daddy-O

And I've got nothin' to do for the rest of my life, no

Nothin' to do for the rest of my life

But kick back and let it go by

Waitin' on the tempeture to drop

And spendin' my days in a weldin' shop

And drinkin' that beer and smokin' those crops

Wishin' I was fishin' on the river tops

A pot-belly flat-footed fool

Kicked out of the navy and kicked out of school

And now I'm workin' just like a mule

Daydreamin' 'bout women in a swimmin' pool

Man I've got nothin' to do for the rest of my life

But kick back and let it go by

And if you listen to me one time you can't tell me I

Ain't a stone cold daddy-o till the day I die

I drive a Buick with the blistered hood

And I've got the tallest grass in the neighborhood

I spend my money like a poor man should

Faster than the debt collector could

I need a cure for the stars in my eyes

I'm feelin' bluer than than the southern skies

Sure as Hell I always come to the surprise

Any time that I ever get recognized

Man I've got nothin' to do for the rest of my life

But kick back and let it go by

And if you listen to me one time you can't tell me I

Ain't a stone cold daddy-o till the day I die

Stone cold daddy-o till the day I die

Stone cold daddy-o till the day I die

Stone cold daddy-o till the day I die