Daddy Said

Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker They'd say, six to one a half dozen'll break her Till I fell in love with a young man who sang the blues Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well He'd whisper in my ear, he said, "Now look out, gal There's always a ne'er do well gonna call you the fool" He said, "You'll never learn to fish on a borrowed line You'll never learn to write if you're walkin' 'round cryin' And it's a pity that you're lover died young But you'll never get tired of livin' alone" So, now I dream of the lover that I don't know It's safer this way 'cuz I don't have to go And he won't come so nobody goes away Sometimes I wish for the warmth of his hand Take a look in these eyes and understand I'm just a little too old to be a-learnin' the rules of the game He said, "You'll never learn to fish on a borrowed line You'll never learn to write if you're walkin' 'round cryin' And it's a pity that you're lover died young But you'll never get tired of livin' alone" Oh, maybe I could take him to Mexico We'd kick our heels in the warm cloudy gulf He'd sing a song about the weather in the Poconos This lover that I don't know Then two hearts would pound 'stead of one in the night I'd learn to fish with my own line Catch my dream and hope that line would hold He said, "You'll never learn to fish on a borrowed line You'll never learn to write if you're walkin' 'round cryin' And it's a pity that you're lover died young But you'll never get tired of livin' alone" No, I never get tired of livin' alone Sometimes my feet get cold when I'm livin' alone