This morning my little girl came up to my bed she was troubled and lonely I could see
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I could tell she'd been cryin' her eyes were all red
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And with her head on my pillow she said to me
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I've got too many daddies a new one each night and mommy don't be mad when I say
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Though I try to love them with all of my might still they just send me away
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They give me dirty looks and dollys and dollars and dimes
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But with all of my daddies none have a time
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To stay with me and play with me like all daddies do
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I've got too many daddies and they all just love you
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They give me dirty looks...
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Too Many Daddies
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| Tammy Wynette |
