Текст песни Daddy's Little Pumpkin - John Prine
You
must
be
daddy's
little
pumpkin
I
can
tell
by
the
way
you
roll
You
must
be
daddy's
little
pumpkin
I
can
tell
by
the
way
you
roll
Well,
it's
quarter
past
11
And
you're
sleepin'
on
the
bedroom
floor
I
can
see
the
fire
burnin'
Burnin'
right
behind
your
eyes
I
can
see
the
fire
burnin'
Baby,
burnin'
right
behind
your
eyes
You
must've
swallowed
a
candle
Or
some
other
kinda
surprise
I'm
goin'
down
to
Memphis
Got
three
hundred
dollars
in
cash
Yeah,
I'm
goin'
down
to
Memphis
Got
three
hundred
dollars
in
cash
All
the
women
in
Memphis
Gonna
see
how
long
my
money
could
last
Well,
I'm
goin'
Downtown
Gonna
rattle
somebody's
cage
Yeah,
I'm
goin'
Downtown
I'm
gonna
rattle
somebody's
cage
I'm
gonna
beat
on
my
guitar
And
strut
all
around
the
stage
If
you
see
my
baby
comin'
Don't
you
tell
her
that
her
daddy's
in
jail
If
you
see
my
baby
comin'
Don't
tell
her
that
her
daddy's
in
jail
She'd
sell
her
little
pumpkin
Just
to
raise
her
sweet
daddy's
bail
You
must
be
daddy's
little
pumpkin
I
can
tell
by
the
way
you
roll
You
must
be
daddy's
little
pumpkin
I
can
tell
by
the
way
you
roll
Well,
you
never
do
nothin'
To
save
your
doggone
soul
1 Picture Show
2 Quit Hollerin' at Me
3 You Got Gold
4 Unwed Fathers
5 Space Monkey
6 The Late John Garfield Blues
7 Storm Windows
8 Jesus, The Missing Years
9 Humidity Built the Snowman
10 Illegal Smile
11 Daddy's Little Pumpkin
12 Lake Marie
13 If I Could
14 Stick a Needle In My Eye
15 You Mean So Much To Me
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