THEY DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE MY DADDY ANYMORE
As recorded by: Loretta Lynn
Writer: Jerry Chesnut

I wasn't much more than a baby
I thought he was a bear
The way my daddy carried me around
They said I learned to walk
While holding on to just one finger
On the hand of a man that stands six-foot-three .

Not old enough to understand
The meaning of depression
Just something people talked about a lot
My daddy wasn't one that tried
To make no big impressions
Just one heck of a man that worked for what he got.

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They don't make men like my daddy anymore
Guess they've thrown away the pattern thru the years
In a great big land of freedom
At a time we really need 'em
They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore.

From the Johnson County coal camps
To the hills of West Virginia
My daddy worked down in them dark coal mines
Education didn't count so much
As what you had born in you
Like the will to live and a dream of better times.

Daddy never took a handout
We ate pinto beans and bacon
But he worked to keep the wolf pack from the door
And it only proves one thing to me
When folks start belly achin'
They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore.

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They don't make 'em like my daddy anymore.

SOURCE:
Honky Tonk Girl-The Loretta Lynn Collection/Vol. 3
MCA3-11070