Loretta Lynn - They Dont Make Em Like My Daddy Anymore Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
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GI wasn't much more than a baby, I thought he was a bear, The Way Dmy Daddy carried me a round. They said I learned to walk While holding on to just one finger, On the hGand of a man that's standin' six foot, three. Not old enough to understand the meaning of depression:. Just somDethin' people talk about a lot. My Daddy wasn't one to try to make no big impression, Just oneG heck of a man that worked for what he'd got.

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They donC't make 'em like my Daddy any more. Guess thGey've Dthrown away the pattern through the years. And in the great big land of freedom, I know that we really need 'em: They donG't make 'em like my Daddy any more. From the Johnson County court house To the hills of West Virginia, My DaddyD worked down in them dark cold mines. Education didn't count so much as what you had for mem'u Like theG will to live an' a dream of better times. Daddy never took a hand out; we ate pinto beans and bacon, But he wDorked to keep the wolf back from the d oor. And it only proves one thing to me, When folks start bellyaching: They donG't make 'em like my Daddy any more. Repeat Chorus

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