Hazel, South Dakota - Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Ivy creepin’up the old gravestone

Ivy creepin’up the old gravestone

Willow tree swayin’like a ghost 'neath the yellow moon

That big black train is moanin’in the stockyard

That big black train is moanin’in the stockyard

Devil bury daddy down deep in hell

The last time i saw him, he was dead drunk

Leavin’in a box car

I’m one mean orphan hitchin’through the badlands

I’m one mean orphan hitchin’through the badlands

With a cracked and faded picture of the man i call dad

When i find you, you’re gonna know it You’re gonna sleep right next to your wife, man

I’m gonna teach you a lesson your kid has learned

Never go back on your word

I never knew my dad

But i still want to meet him

I’m gonna tell that man,

«there is some blood on your hands»

I never knew my dad

But i still want to meet him

I’m gonna tell that man

Whether you loved us or not

Garbage is stuff you throw out

Can’t stop coughin’and my hat’s filled with rain

Can’t stop coughin’and my hat’s filled with rain

I got hunger burnin'

Like a fever in my brain

Ma got frail and i watched her suffer

Ma got frail and i watched her suffer

Now she’s dead and her blood’s on your hands

I swore to her i’d hunt you down and bury you

Right next to her on our land

I never knew my dad

But i still want to meet him

I’m gonna show that man

Whether you loved us or not

Garbage is stuff you throw out

I’m just the son you don’t want