Daddy can you see me? I'm putting on a show In the magazines, hear me on the radio So what do you think huh? (Well I hope that your proud now, to watch it all go down) I'm sorry daddy you didn't get to watch me grow Now I'm always on the road no time to

I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting cold I'd rather be lying six feet down in the ground To have me a woman that I can't control You're just getting ready for some cypress grove Well

I'm a grown ass man You ain't gonna change my ways And I ain't set in stone I'm set in that red Georgia clay, man I was brought up on that book My grand-daddy's knee You can bet your ass that I know who I am Yeah, I'm a grown ass man They said I could

So D.J. spin the sounds There ain't no way that your gonna Groove all night Keep the boogie alright Get that sound Everybody just get on down Sit us down Gonna dance 'til we burn this disco out There's a steam beat

I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more (Mm, back up) I think that it's over I swear to God I'm moving on (Free your mind, and let your conscience be free) I know just who you are You put me on lay away You just love to heart shop

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Way down we go And way down we go Say way down we go Father tell me, we get what we deserve Oh we get what we deserve You let your feet run wild Time has come as we all oh, go down Yeah but for the fall oh, my Do you dare to look him right in the eyes?

Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times; I'll take the bad times

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm