My Old Man

My old man, he's a singer in the park

He's a walker in the rain, he's a dancer in the dark

We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall

Keeping us tied and true

My old man, keeping away my blues

He's my sunshine in the morning

He's my fireworks at the end of the day

He's the warmest chord I ever heard

Play that warm chord

Play and stay, baby

We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall

Keeping us tied and true, oh

My old man, keeping away my blues

But when he's gone

Me and them lonesome blues collide

The bed's too big

The frying pan's too wide

Then he comes home and he takes me in his loving arms

And he tells me all his troubles and he tells me all my charms

We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall

Keeping us tied and true, no

My old man, keeping away my blues

But when he's gone

Me and them lonesome blues collide

The bed's too big

The frying pan's too wide

My old man, he's a singer in the park

He's a walker in the rain, he's a dancer in the dark

We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall

Keeping us tied and true, no

My old man, keeping away my lonesome blues