Cross-dressin' Daddy

Well her words they were filled with anger
And her eyes they were filled with tears
When it came to be known I was wearin' her clothes
She said "Hell I didn't know you was queer"

Well my mind became blind to reason
Sure as the rubies hanging from my ears
And now her reward's a plot in my backyard
They won't be finding her for fifteen years

"Cross-Dressin' Daddy" that's what they called me back on the farm
A tattoo of my mommy on my left arm

By day you can call me "daddy"
By night you can call me "Ella-May"
But if you see my act and you tell me I'm cracked
You'll spend a season in an unmarked grave

"Cross-Dressin' Daddy" that's what they called me back on the farm
A tattoo of my mommy on my left arm

By day you can call me "daddy"
By night you can call me "Ella-May"
But if you see my act and you tell me I'm cracked
You'll spend a season in an unmarked grave
You'll spend a season in an unmarked grave
You'll spend a season in an unmarked grave

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