Tell Yer Momma

Well I used to be bad
 I was born to lose
 And my travelin' shoes was the only shoes I had
 Well I used to be cool
 I was that Sunday afternoon, sunk 'n drunk and stumblin' fool
 'Till I met your momma
 She pulled me outta that terrible fix, well
 I know daddy's been away awhile
 Cause it's been hard to teach an old dog new tricks
 Tell your momma your daddy done quit his drinkin'
 Tell your momma your daddy done found the Lord
 Tell your momma your daddy done quit his cussin', his fightin', his carryin' on
 But don't you tell your momma Goddamn, your daddy's bored
 Well I used to be sly
 I'd stay out all night
 And how I loved to fight
 And make them young girls cry
 Well I used to be crude
 I was rude, crude, glued, screwed, tattooed
 Down an' dirty with a just plain surly attitude
 'Till I met your momma
 She pulled me outta this terrible fix
 I know daddy's been away awhile
 Cause it's been hard to teach an old dog new tricks.
 CHORUS
 Well if a thousand times I've seen the light
 You know that I've gone blind a thousand times again
 And if a thousand times I said "I do"
 you know I turn my tail a thousand one again
 I didn't mean no harm I's just havin' fun again
 Uh-oh, uh-oh, SCOTTY'S GOT A SOLO!
 Tell your momma your daddy done quit his drinkin'
 Tell your momma your daddy done found the Lord
 Tell your momma your daddy done quit his cussin', his fightin', his carryin' on
 But don't you tell your momma, no
 Don't you tell your momma, oh no
 Don't you tell your momma Goddamn, your daddy's bored