Mandaddy
By Dana Cooper
As performed by Trout Fishing in America on the album "Who Are These People"
This is an approximation for those who are guitar-challenged. The chord struc
ture is correct, as is the key, but Ezra does play some rather interesting
chords that are unintelligible to me!!
Summer is coming, catfish are jumping
The willows are weeping up the river
Mandaddy's wagon comes rattling and dragging
His magical route
He's bringing ghost stories and bright penny whistles
White Chinese muzzles in tins of glory
Look on the horizon and see the dust rolling down the road
Chorus:
My name is Mandaddy and I roam these hills
I sing and I whistle and I'll cure your ills
Oh Mandaddy, Oh Mandaddy's gonna cure your ills
Mandaddy's gonna cure your ills
He walks like a farmer, talks like warm water
Smells like tobacco and gun powder
He's bringing red garters and bright copper kettles
and brown leather shoes
He says, "I remember when your folks was young'uns
Laughing and running in Indian summer
They'd watch the horizon and see the dust rolling down the road!"
Chorus
Everything changes, it's only natural
Nothing remains as it once started
This time next summer I may not be here, hear what I say
Children I love you, you make life worth living
The rivers worth crossing the gifts worth giving
Look on the horizon and see the dust rolling down the road
Chorus