DADDY 
(Fargo)

Donna Fargo
recorded 1972


Well I'm finally gonna write you
That letter that I've owed you for a long long time. 
I can't say much for me,
But I do hope that y'all are doin' fine!
Well how is Berry and Virginia,
Are they still livin' down on the farm?
You know, sometimes I get so lonesome, daddy,
I wish I'd never left home!

Well, are you workin' hard these days,
Are you doin' all the things the doctor said you oughta do?
And did you sell all your tobacco,
Did the crops bring in what you thought they would?
Well, I might as well get to the point,
Last night I tried to call you on the phone;
What I'm gettin' at, I guess,
Is if I had the money, daddy, I'd come home!

'Cause every night I hear an old southbound train, whistle a-blowin',
And daddy, it's callin' me home!

I been to New York, Chicago,
Wheeling West Virginia, Nashville Tennessee,
And singers are as thick as fleas on a dog's back,
By the way, how's ole Lee?
And I've done changed my name so many times,
I don't even know who I am!
And daddy, I sure miss them pinto beans
And cornbread and country ham.

Now I know I shoulda listened
When you said that I had no business comin' way out west,
And that a girl belongs at home, on the farm where she was born,
Raisin' young-uns like all the rest!
Well I know it now, that's why I'm writin'
And why I tried to call you on the phone,
What I'm really tryin' to say is,
If you send me the money I'll come home!

'Cause every night I hear an old southbound train, whistle a-blowin',
Oh daddy, it's callin' me home!




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - October 2018)