Daddy Lessons

Beyoncé

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    Yee-haw (ooh-ooh)
    Texas, Texas (ooh-ooh), Texas

    Came into this world, daddy's little girl
    And daddy made a soldier out of me (ooh)
    Daddy made me dance and daddy held my hand (ooh-ooh)
    And daddy liked his whiskey with his tea

    And we rode motorcycles
    Blackjack, classic vinyl
    Tough girl is what I had to be
    He said: Take care of your mother
    Watch out for your sister
    And, oh, that's when he gave to me

    With his gun and his head held high
    He told me not to cry
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    With his right hand on his rifle
    He swore it on the Bible
    My daddy said: Shoot
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot

    He held me in his arms
    And he taught me to be strong
    He told me when he's gone: Here's what you do
    When trouble comes in town
    And men like me come around
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot

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    (Ooh-ooh)
    Yee, woo (ooh-ooh)
    Yee-haw (woo)

    Daddy made me fight, it wasn't always right
    But he said: Girl, it's your Second Amendment (ooh-ooh)
    He always played it cool, but daddy was no fool
    And right before he died, he said: Remember

    He said: Take care of your mother
    Watch out for your sister
    That's when daddy looked at me

    With his gun, with his head held high
    He told me not to cry
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    With his right hand on his rifle
    He swore it on the Bible
    My daddy said: Shoot (yee)
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot (yee-haw)

    'Cause he held me in his arms
    And he taught me to be strong
    And he told me when he's gone: Here's what you do
    When trouble comes in town
    And men like me come around
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot (woo)

    Ooh-ooh (woo)
    Ooh-ooh (woo)
    Ooh-ooh (yee)
    Ooh-ooh (yee-haw)

    My daddy warned me about men like you
    He said: Baby girl, he's playing you, he's playing you
    My daddy warned me about men like you
    He said: Baby girl, he's playing you, he's playing you

    'Cause when trouble comes in town
    And men like me come around
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot (yee)
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot (yee-haw)
    'Cause when trouble comes to town
    And men like me come around
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot
    Oh, my daddy said: Shoot

    (Good job, Bey)

    Song details

    Composition: Beyonce, K C, Diana E P Gordon, and Alexander Joseph Delicata

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