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Daddy passed me his bottle of tequila Said, "Times running out, we're gonna have to pretend it's a margarita It's the order of things, it's the way it goes Don't you look at me, girl, like I'm already gone" The day is close, it won't be long Couple of cocktails and a song And don't you let me see you cry Don't you go grieving Not before I'm gone He had his lighter on a leash and menthols in his shirt pocket Said, "I'm going up with the smoke, there's no doin' anything to stop it So take a deep breath, quit with the countdown You've always been your daddy's girl, nothing's gonna change that now" The day is close, it won't be long Couple of cocktails and a song And don't you let me see you cry Don't you go grieving Not before I'm gone And then he started down at his shoes Through the pink begonia's blue Said daddy, all I wanna is your silver belt buckle And maybe you black Stetson hat SongtexteAnd both of us laughed about that The day is close, no it won't be long Couple of cocktails and a song Don't you let me see you cry Don't you go grieving Not before I die Aus Songtexte Mania