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My good timin’ daddy, he don't treat me right,
he just comes 'round when he wants and he leaves when he likes

Now if I had me any sense, I'd simply cut him loose,
but he done wrapped around my heart something like a noose

But if the change in my pocket could buy me some more of your time
Darlin' you know I'd spend every last nickel and dime,
but I'm broke as it were and this amount just won't suffice

So I got myself a heart that just can't keep from being blue
And when you leave me lonesome it’s pining for you

So I call you on the line but your twang's gone outta tune
you been gone so very long you got me howlin' at the moon

You can ride you a pony, you can drive you a truck
but if you don't feed 'em right well you’ll be clean outta luck

So I'mma give that man a little piece of my mind
tell him he best be sticking ‘round or else he’s wasting my time

My good timin’ daddy, he don't treat me right,
he just come 'round when he want and he leaves when he likes

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