Daddy's Fine
My brother is dead
Body full of lead
Everybody’s sad here tonight, honey
My nights are full of dread
Are the kids in school?
Tell them Daddy’s fine
Don’t want to sell them lines
Do they remember my face?
Has anyone seen that Burning Bush?
He thinks his flames are guided
By the lord above
But I think not!
Besides we have more to fear
Than this war my love
Are the kids back in school?
Tell them their Daddy’s fine
Don’t want to sell you lines
Do they remember my face?
Don’t let them forget my face!
Writer/s: Nathan Street-West
