Mama Bake a Pie (Daddy Kill a Chicken)

Album cover art for "Mama Bake a Pie (Daddy Kill a Chicken)" by Drive-By Truckers

Drive-By Truckers - Country, Americana

Mama Bake a Pie (Daddy Kill a Chicken)

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Duration: 2:34

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Lyrics

People staring at me as they wheel me Down the ramp towards my plane The war is over for me I've forgotten everything except the pain Thank you sir and yes sir It was worth it for the ol' red, white and blue And since I won't be walking I suppose I'll save some money buying shoes The bottle hidden underneath the blanket Over my two battered legs I can see the stewardess makin' over me And askin' me, "Were you afraid?" I'll say, "Why? No, I'm Superman And couldn't find the phone booth quite in time" A GI gets a lot of laughs If he remembers all the funny lines Mama bake a pie Daddy kill a chicken Your son is coming home 11:35, Wednesday night Mama will be crying, daddy's gonna say "Son, did they treat you good?" My uncle will be drunk and he'll say "Boy, they doing some real great things with wood" The letter that she wrote me said, "Goodbye" She couldn't wait and lots of luck The bottle underneath the blanket Feels just like an old friend to my touch And I know she'll come and see me But I bet she never once looks at my legs She'll just talk about the weather And the dress she wore the July 4th parade Lord, I love her so much And I don't think I can drink her off my mind And I can see it in the paper Where they're sayin' that the war's a waste of time Mama bake a pie Daddy kill a chicken Your son is coming home 11:35, Wednesday night Your son is coming home 11:35, Wednesday night

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Credits

Writers
  • Tom T. Hall