He’s the man that yelled “atta girl” when I caught my first fish

And after every burnt dinner I cooked he’d clean his plate and say it was delish

And what I’d wouldn’t give to be singin country  songs with him in that old pick-up

But his little country girl grew up

I dated those wild rednecks he warned me about

And learned a lot from them no doubt

He just shook his head when I brought home that truck that I wrecked

And said “Damn Girl What the Heck?”

He wanted to kill those boys that said no girl would jump off that 50 foot bridge

But they didn’t know my daddy didn’t raise no wimpy  girl with no courage

He hung deer head on our walls

Hardly ever takin me to the mall

I let him down that night I went to jail

He was just happy he didn’t have to pay bail

After a long ass day at work

He’d come and was the complete opposite of a jerk

I love that man that knows when to hold me close and when to give me space

The man that’s stayed up with me late after every heartbreak

We’re like peas and carrots me and him

And the chances of me finding one like him is slim

I’m proud to say I’m a Daddy’s Girl through and through