(One, two, three)
If daddy quit drinking and picked up a bible
Would some verse in Hebrew slow his Bud-heavy hand?
If daddy quit watching Colorado football
Would we have better Saturdays with one less angry fan?
What if daddy quit calling and how would life look?
When the rich can't fix his old V6 and there's smoke under the hood?
The list goes on and on of what he should and shouldn't kick
But I'll be lost as lost can get
When living is the thing my daddy quits
If he quit smoking reefer, would that old tractor start?
Would he finally find the keys when he ain't high and it ain't dark?
If he quit wasting money on those Callaway-zy swings
All those F-bombs wouldn't echo on those par three public greens
But if he quit tearing up when he sees how far I've come
Maybe Nashville'd hear the last of me and I'd be packing my dreams up
The list goes on and on of what he should and shouldn't kick
But I'll be lost as lost can get
When living is the thing my daddy quits
If he stops driving Detroit trucks, would they really be built tough?
If he stops rolling into hardware stores, would their doors finally shut?
And on the day he kicks the dust, where the hell does that leave us?
I'll be lost as lost can get
And I don't wanna breathe the air that I'd be breathing in
When living is the thing my daddy quits
I love you dad
DADDY QUITS Video (MV)
Performed By: Vwillz
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Victor Wade Williams, Michael J. Robinson, Colton Venner
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(One, two, three)
If daddy quit drinking and picked up a bible
Would some verse in Hebrew slow his Bud-heavy hand?
If daddy quit watching Colorado football
Would we have better Saturdays with one less angry fan?
What if daddy quit calling and how would life look?
When the rich can't fix his old V6 and there's smoke under the hood?
The list goes on and on of what he should and shouldn't kick
But I'll be lost as lost can get
When living is the thing my daddy quits
If he quit smoking reefer, would that old tractor start?
Would he finally find the keys when he ain't high and it ain't dark?
If he quit wasting money on those Callaway-zy swings
All those F-bombs wouldn't echo on those par three public greens
But if he quit tearing up when he sees how far I've come
Maybe Nashville'd hear the last of me and I'd be packing my dreams up
The list goes on and on of what he should and shouldn't kick
But I'll be lost as lost can get
When living is the thing my daddy quits
If he stops driving Detroit trucks, would they really be built tough?
If he stops rolling into hardware stores, would their doors finally shut?
And on the day he kicks the dust, where the hell does that leave us?
I'll be lost as lost can get
And I don't wanna breathe the air that I'd be breathing in
When living is the thing my daddy quits
I love you dad
If daddy quit drinking and picked up a bible
Would some verse in Hebrew slow his Bud-heavy hand?
If daddy quit watching Colorado football
Would we have better Saturdays with one less angry fan?
What if daddy quit calling and how would life look?
When the rich can't fix his old V6 and there's smoke under the hood?
The list goes on and on of what he should and shouldn't kick
But I'll be lost as lost can get
When living is the thing my daddy quits
If he quit smoking reefer, would that old tractor start?
Would he finally find the keys when he ain't high and it ain't dark?
If he quit wasting money on those Callaway-zy swings
All those F-bombs wouldn't echo on those par three public greens
But if he quit tearing up when he sees how far I've come
Maybe Nashville'd hear the last of me and I'd be packing my dreams up
The list goes on and on of what he should and shouldn't kick
But I'll be lost as lost can get
When living is the thing my daddy quits
If he stops driving Detroit trucks, would they really be built tough?
If he stops rolling into hardware stores, would their doors finally shut?
And on the day he kicks the dust, where the hell does that leave us?
I'll be lost as lost can get
And I don't wanna breathe the air that I'd be breathing in
When living is the thing my daddy quits
I love you dad
Writer: Victor Wade Williams, Michael J. Robinson, Colton Venner
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group