Watch My Daddy Die - Red Leather, ukulele chords

Published: 2024-02-16 15:35
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

Intro:
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"Youʼre either livinʼ
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Or youʼre dyinʼ"
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Those were the last words Redʼs father said to him before leaving him and his
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mother penniless at the  ?  trailer park in Reno, Nevada
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Little did the old drunk bastard know
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Red would track him down twelve years later looking for revenge
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And this time, Daddy had no where to run
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(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro)

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Verse:
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My momma always told me "Boy when you grow up donʼt you play with guns
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Youʼll end up dead or in the pen I canʼt afford to lose my only son"
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And my daddy never taught me shit that son of a bitch left us when I was nine
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ʼCause ever since that man vanished I promised I would watch my daddy die

Chorus:
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I watched him die
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Watch my daddy die
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Watch my daddy die
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Watch my daddy die

Verse:
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Well I grew up and got real tough and bought a brand new .38
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I shot at birds, beer cans and squirrels and photos of my old manʼs rotten face
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My momma said my daddyʼs friend had told her that he had move down to  ?
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So I took a bus to Los Angeles ʼcause it was time to watch my daddy die

Chorus:
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I watched him die
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Watch my daddy die
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Watch my daddy die
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Watch my daddy die

Verse:
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When I got to town I looked around and I sat down inside the local bar
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And to my surprise I swear to God his sorry ass just walked right through the door
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I looked at him, he looked at me, the man turned pale in disbelief

And then he screamed when I said “Hey dad remember me?”
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Then I grabbed him by the shirt, threw him in the dirt
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I pulled my fist back, I told him that "This ones ʼbout to hurt"

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"This ones for hitting mum
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This ones for leaving me
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This ones for leaving us with a God damn broken family"
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I pulled out my 38 point the barrel at his face
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I asked my daddy if thereʼs any last words that heʼd like to say
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Son, son don’t Do it
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I’m sorry, I’m sorry
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Ha ha
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I love to watch my daddy die

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Outro:
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Watch my daddy die
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Watch my daddy die
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Watch my daddy die