Daddy's Money Ricochet
Daddy's Money By: Ricochet
(1st Ve[D]rse) C[A]ain't concentrate on the p[D]reacher preachin',
My at[A]tention span done turned o[D]ff.
[A]I want in on that a[D]ngel singin',
[E]Up there in the choir l[A]oft.
(Chorus) She's got her D[D]addy's money, Her Mama's good looks,
More laughs than a stack of c[A]omic books.
A wild imagination, a college education,
Add it all up, it's a d[D]eadly combination.
She's a good bass fisher, a dynamite kisser, country as a turnip g[G]reen.
A (Stop on first time)
She's got her Daddy's money, her Mama's good looks,
And look who's lookin' at [D]me.
(2nd Verse) H[A]er second cousin was my t[D]hird grade teacher.
I u[A]sed to cut her Grandma's g[D]rass.
Back t[A]hen she was nothin' but k[D]nees and elbows.
G[E]olly did she grow up f[A]ast!
(Chorus) (Lead) G
(3rd Verse) L[A]ord if you've got any m[D]iracles handy,
M[A]aybe you can grab me o[D]ne.
Just let me w[A]alk down the isle and s[D]ay I do,
To that a[E]ngel with the choir robe [A]on.
(Chorus)
A (Stop)
She's got her Daddy's money, her Mama's good looks,
And look who's lookin' at [D]me.
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