Never knew what my papa did
when I was a child you see
Mama called him an extra
I guess cuz he didn't spend much time with her or me
So she watched her stories
and I watched the glorious Conan the Barbarian
Conan was strong
and he taught me right from wrong
he taught me how to be a man
'Til late one night I saw the truth in the glow of a flickering TV screen
I'd rented a video that terminated all of the lies I'd been living
Papa shone so bright in his police uniform
working late at night, as I now know was his norm
Conan had on shades
and a black leather jacket
And he burst into the station makin all kinds of racket
Oh why'd you do it Conan
Why'd you shoot my paw?
He was just doing his job
as a man of the law.
Oh why'd you do it Conan
Why'd you shoot my paw to death?
Couldn't have no funeral,
your big old gun left no piece of him to lay to rest
Well I took that tape to Mama
shouting 'Why'd you hide the truth?
Why'd you say papa packed all his things up and left you for Hollywood?'
She said 'Hush now child be quiet,
can't you see J.R.'s been shot?'
But I could tell from her tears
and her discarded beers
the truth was just too hard to quaff
So I went back on down to that old TV screen
and I said my last goodbyes
to my leading man
and Conan the Villian
and a life of listening to lies
Papa shone so bright in his police uniform
working late at night, as I now know was his norm
Conan had on shades
and a black leather jacket
And he burst into the station makin all kinds of racket
Oh why'd you do it Conan
Why'd you shoot my paw?
He was just doing his job
as a man of the law.
Oh why'd you do it Conan
Why'd you shoot my paw to death?
Couldn't have no funeral,
your big old gun left no piece of him to lay to rest
Why'd you do it Conan?
Why'd you point your gun and shoot?
Why'd you make Papa spill his coffee,
as you blew several holes right through him?
Why'd you do it Conan?
Why'd you say you would be back?
Without mentioning
you'd be shotgunning everyone to death
in a attack
Oh why'd you do it Conan
Why'd you shoot my paw to death?
Couldn't have no funeral,
your big old gun left no piece of him to lay to rest
credits
from The Howell Dawdy Mixtape,
released April 18, 2014
written, performed, recorded, produced and mastered by Howell Dawdy
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