Song parody of
My Milkman Was Freddie King
by Dean Hall
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My daddy use to tell me
Put that old guitar away
Get out in that field son and learn to earn your way
Planting corn and cotton I couldn't find no use
My heart and soul had its row to hoe
They call the low down blues
Wo baby I think I understand
See my Daddy was a farmer but my milkman was Freddie King
Use to get down on my knees
And ask the Lord above
Why I felt so empty with my hands down in the mud
Then a flash came upon me
My heart began to sing
Amazing Grace, I Saw the Light, and When The Saints Come Marching In
Wo baby I think I understand
See my Daddy was a farmer but my milkman was Freddie King
Some my doubt my story
Believe me that it's true
Ain't no other way to tell you why I got to sing the blues
Daddy up and left us Mama sat me on her knee
She said your Daddy reeped the harvest
But he didn't sew no seeds
Wo baby I think I understand
See my Daddy was a farmer but my milkman was Freddie King
My daddy use to tell me
Put that old guitar away
Get out in that field son and learn to earn your way
Planting corn and cotton I couldn't find no use
My heart and soul had its row to hoe
They call the low down blues
Wo baby I think I understand
See my Daddy was a farmer but my milkman was Freddie King
Use to get down on my knees
And ask the Lord above
Why I felt so empty with my hands down in the mud
Then a flash came upon me
My heart began to sing
Amazing Grace, I Saw the Light, and When The Saints Come Marching In
Wo baby I think I understand
See my Daddy was a farmer but my milkman was Freddie King
Some my doubt my story
Believe me that it's true
Ain't no other way to tell you why I got to sing the blues
Daddy up and left us Mama sat me on her knee
She said your Daddy reeped the harvest
But he didn't sew no seeds
Wo baby I think I understand
See my Daddy was a farmer but my milkman was Freddie King
