Daddy's Cup Lyrics

Song	Daddy's Cup
Artist	Drive-By Truckers
Album	The Dirty South
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	作曲 : Cooley, Drive By Truckers
	Before I could walk,
	I had a wrench in my hand
	I was my Mama's little angel, my
	Daddy's second chance
	He went end over end, the first year he went pro
	And he lost part of his eyesight, so he couldn't race, no more
	But he never lost his touch when he got under a hood
	He knew how to make them run, he knew one day he would
	See his name in
	Victory lane and engraved on that cup
	Just like all them other crazy fools with racing in their blood
	He would put me on his lap when he'd drive and
	I'd take the wheel
	He'd say "What do you think about that, son? How does she feel?You just wait till them, little legs get long enough to reach the gasOnce you put her on the floor, one time there ain't no turning back"
	Every Saturday, he'd take me out to the garage
	He'd take an empty bucket, fill it full of engine parts
	He's sit me down and pour 'em out in front of me on the floor
	I'd have to tell him what each one was and what each one was for
	We'd jump in his old car and go down to the race at night
	He'd tell me what each driver was doing wrong, what each one did right
	He could always pick the winner before they ever took a curve
	Number three might have the car but forty three has got the nerve
	Before I turned eighteen,
	Daddy said "Now pretty soonYou'll be old enough to race when I'll leave it up to youI taught you all about it, taught you everything I knowYou gotta have a car to do it, you gotta work and buy your own"
	First one that
	I bought was a
	Mustang number two
	Nobody kept 'em any longer than they kept a pair of shoes
	They started showing up at every used car, lot in town
	A V-eight on a
	Go-Cart, easy terms no money down
	Me and Daddy and my uncle took her home and we tore her down
	Checked her out real good, cleaned her up and bored her out
	Took out all the seats, pulled the carpet off the floor
	Knocked out all the glass and we welded up the doors
	Well, the first time that
	I raced my qualifying was a shame
	I started out way in the back and came back about the same
	Pulled her in the pit, couldn't look my
	Daddy in the eye
	He said "If you quit now son, it's gonna haunt you all your life"
	See it ain't about the money or even being number one
	You gotta know when it's all over, you did the best you could've done
	Knowing that it's in you and you never let it out
	Is worse than blowing any engine or any wreck you'll ever have
	Since then
	I've wrecked a bunch of cars and
	I've broke a bunch of bones
	It's anybody's race out there and
	I've learned to run my own
	I'd shove 'em in the wall and
	I'd hit 'em from behind
	I'd let them know that
	I was there,
	I'd let them know that track was mine
	It's been several years since my
	Daddy passed away
	But his picture's on my dash, every time
	I go to race
	I lost more than
	I won but
	I ain't gonna give up'
	Till they put me in the ground or
	Daddy's name's on that cup

	zuo qu : Cooley, Drive By Truckers
	Before I could walk,
	I had a wrench in my hand
	I was my Mama' s little angel, my
	Daddy' s second chance
	He went end over end, the first year he went pro
	And he lost part of his eyesight, so he couldn' t race, no more
	But he never lost his touch when he got under a hood
	He knew how to make them run, he knew one day he would
	See his name in
	Victory lane and engraved on that cup
	Just like all them other crazy fools with racing in their blood
	He would put me on his lap when he' d drive and
	I' d take the wheel
	He' d say " What do you think about that, son? How does she feel? You just wait till them, little legs get long enough to reach the gasOnce you put her on the floor, one time there ain' t no turning back"
	Every Saturday, he' d take me out to the garage
	He' d take an empty bucket, fill it full of engine parts
	He' s sit me down and pour ' em out in front of me on the floor
	I' d have to tell him what each one was and what each one was for
	We' d jump in his old car and go down to the race at night
	He' d tell me what each driver was doing wrong, what each one did right
	He could always pick the winner before they ever took a curve
	Number three might have the car but forty three has got the nerve
	Before I turned eighteen,
	Daddy said " Now pretty soonYou' ll be old enough to race when I' ll leave it up to youI taught you all about it, taught you everything I knowYou gotta have a car to do it, you gotta work and buy your own"
	First one that
	I bought was a
	Mustang number two
	Nobody kept ' em any longer than they kept a pair of shoes
	They started showing up at every used car, lot in town
	A Veight on a
	GoCart, easy terms no money down
	Me and Daddy and my uncle took her home and we tore her down
	Checked her out real good, cleaned her up and bored her out
	Took out all the seats, pulled the carpet off the floor
	Knocked out all the glass and we welded up the doors
	Well, the first time that
	I raced my qualifying was a shame
	I started out way in the back and came back about the same
	Pulled her in the pit, couldn' t look my
	Daddy in the eye
	He said " If you quit now son, it' s gonna haunt you all your life"
	See it ain' t about the money or even being number one
	You gotta know when it' s all over, you did the best you could' ve done
	Knowing that it' s in you and you never let it out
	Is worse than blowing any engine or any wreck you' ll ever have
	Since then
	I' ve wrecked a bunch of cars and
	I' ve broke a bunch of bones
	It' s anybody' s race out there and
	I' ve learned to run my own
	I' d shove ' em in the wall and
	I' d hit ' em from behind
	I' d let them know that
	I was there,
	I' d let them know that track was mine
	It' s been several years since my
	Daddy passed away
	But his picture' s on my dash, every time
	I go to race
	I lost more than
	I won but
	I ain' t gonna give up'
	Till they put me in the ground or
	Daddy' s name' s on that cup

	zuò qǔ : Cooley, Drive By Truckers
	Before I could walk,
	I had a wrench in my hand
	I was my Mama' s little angel, my
	Daddy' s second chance
	He went end over end, the first year he went pro
	And he lost part of his eyesight, so he couldn' t race, no more
	But he never lost his touch when he got under a hood
	He knew how to make them run, he knew one day he would
	See his name in
	Victory lane and engraved on that cup
	Just like all them other crazy fools with racing in their blood
	He would put me on his lap when he' d drive and
	I' d take the wheel
	He' d say " What do you think about that, son? How does she feel? You just wait till them, little legs get long enough to reach the gasOnce you put her on the floor, one time there ain' t no turning back"
	Every Saturday, he' d take me out to the garage
	He' d take an empty bucket, fill it full of engine parts
	He' s sit me down and pour ' em out in front of me on the floor
	I' d have to tell him what each one was and what each one was for
	We' d jump in his old car and go down to the race at night
	He' d tell me what each driver was doing wrong, what each one did right
	He could always pick the winner before they ever took a curve
	Number three might have the car but forty three has got the nerve
	Before I turned eighteen,
	Daddy said " Now pretty soonYou' ll be old enough to race when I' ll leave it up to youI taught you all about it, taught you everything I knowYou gotta have a car to do it, you gotta work and buy your own"
	First one that
	I bought was a
	Mustang number two
	Nobody kept ' em any longer than they kept a pair of shoes
	They started showing up at every used car, lot in town
	A Veight on a
	GoCart, easy terms no money down
	Me and Daddy and my uncle took her home and we tore her down
	Checked her out real good, cleaned her up and bored her out
	Took out all the seats, pulled the carpet off the floor
	Knocked out all the glass and we welded up the doors
	Well, the first time that
	I raced my qualifying was a shame
	I started out way in the back and came back about the same
	Pulled her in the pit, couldn' t look my
	Daddy in the eye
	He said " If you quit now son, it' s gonna haunt you all your life"
	See it ain' t about the money or even being number one
	You gotta know when it' s all over, you did the best you could' ve done
	Knowing that it' s in you and you never let it out
	Is worse than blowing any engine or any wreck you' ll ever have
	Since then
	I' ve wrecked a bunch of cars and
	I' ve broke a bunch of bones
	It' s anybody' s race out there and
	I' ve learned to run my own
	I' d shove ' em in the wall and
	I' d hit ' em from behind
	I' d let them know that
	I was there,
	I' d let them know that track was mine
	It' s been several years since my
	Daddy passed away
	But his picture' s on my dash, every time
	I go to race
	I lost more than
	I won but
	I ain' t gonna give up'
	Till they put me in the ground or
	Daddy' s name' s on that cup

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