Corey Smith Daddy's Weed
[Verse 1]
I was out in daddy's wood shop, about 17 years old
Stacking up some lumber, sweeping sawdust off the floor
Way over in the corner I smelled something kinda strange
I looked behind a can of paint and found a bag of Mary Jane
I thought, "What the hell is this?"
It threw me for a loop, had me feeling all mixed up
'Cause daddy always told me, "Only hippies smoke that stuff"
Well, I knew damn good and well he wasn't leaning to the left
And he'd rather die and go to hell than listen to, "The Grateful Dead"
[Chorus]
The day I found my daddy's weed
I knew the truth and it set me free
That's when I learned this apple didn't fall far from the tree
I did a lot of growing up the day I found my daddy's weed
[Verse 2]
Now, mom was gettin' groceries and dad was out of town
So I sat there on the workbench contemplatin' what I found
I went from feelin' kinda pissed to thinkin', "What the hell?"
I got my bowl out of the truck and broke off a little for myself
You're damn right
That shit was awful sticky, it had crystals on the leaves
Smelled kinda like a skunk and kinda like a Christmas tree
It might've come from California or maybe Colorado
But it was on a different level than what I was gettin' down the road
[Chorus]
The day I found my daddy's weed
I knew the truth and it set me free
That's when I learned this apple didn't fall far from the tree
I did a lot of growing up the day I found my daddy's weed
[Bridge]
I only hit it once and damn it hit me hard
I flew straight to the moon and back sittin' in the yard
And suddenly I understood why daddy loved to work so much
And when we heard him out there coughin', it wasn't from the dust
[Interlude]
The day I found my daddy's weed
Oh, it still gets to me
The little blonde haired boy who used to bounce upon his knee
Became the man out in the backyard stoned on daddy's weed
[Outro]
All messed up on daddy's weed
Daddy's weed
Hmm-mm
Oh, daddy's weed
Stoned on daddy's weed
Hmm, yeah
