Lyric 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
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
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
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