Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
Case Mayfield
My daddy has a fever
From losing your war
He went to protect your innocents
From killing their own
Every night I have to carry him to the bathroom
Where he tells me things, dreadful things, fearsome things
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
My daddy has a fever
Ever since he got home
You brought him medals and medicine
To poison his soul
Every morning he will wake up looking pale and screaming
Says he saw some things, awful things, terrible things
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine
You sure lost a lot of weight poor dad of mine