Story Behind The Song
I've got two young daughters, and this song is the realization of my husband's worst nightmares.
Song Description
Bluesy, country number with great groove. Story song about two mischievious, promiscuous young girls living on a farm who sneak out to play with the local boys, but their daddy thinks they are sweet and pure. Poor daddy is the last to know.
| Song Length |
3:30 |
Genre |
Blues - Country, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Amiable, Charming |
Subject |
Girls, Women, Daughter |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Daddy's Little Angels--
Two sisters living on that farm
One got brains and the other got charm
Both got a smile that'll knock you out
And other little things they do, yeah
And other little things they do
Boys come running in the middle of the night
Throwing stones by the pale moonlight
Hoping the girls will come out to play
But their daddy told 'em yesterday, yeah
Their daddy told 'em yesterday
He said "Hey boys, you do like that,
Gonna come at you with my baseball bat,
Gonna knock you into next week, son,
You gonna wish you were never born
You gonna wish you were never born.
They are Daddy's little angels
Daddy's little angels
Wildcats on the prowl, pure as dirty snow,
But their daddy is the last to know, yeah
Their daddy is the last to know
Girls come peeking in the pale moonlight
A smile and a wink for the boys tonight
Scooting out the window and down the rope
Just looking for a little fun, yeah
Just looking for a little fun
Scared to death Daddy's gonna find out
But fear's not enough to keep 'em devout
Pretty as can be, not a thought in their heads
Just living for the here and now, yeah
Just living for the here and now
He said, "Hey boys, you do like that,
Gonna come at you with my baseball bat,
If you wanna sing low notes ever again
You better get gone gone gone,
You better get gone gone gone
They are Daddy's little angels
Daddy's little angels
Wildcats on the prowl, pure as dirty snow,
But their daddy is the last to know, yeah
Their daddy is the last to know
Bridge:
Girls are nice, like sugar and spice
Or so their Daddy believes
But it wasn't Adam who took the apple,
Noooo, it was Eve
They are Daddy's little angels
Daddy's little angels
Wildcats on the prowl, pure as dirty snow,
But their daddy is the last to know
They are Daddy's little angels
Daddy's little angels
Wildcats on the prowl, pure as dirty snow,
But their daddy is the last to know, yeah
Their daddy is the last to know, yeah
Their daddy is the last to know