Hewletts Daughter

Hewletts Daughter - Grandaddy

Written by：Jason Lytle

Hewlett's daughter

Loved her father

And I think she loved me too

For a little while

Hewlett's daughter

I forgot her

Now I'm treating water

And waste at night

High above the wrecks

On ice shelves and glaciers

I spy below the mess

And measure the pressure

Where sofas float on roads

And somebody stole your guns

Well sir I'm the only one

To get back your stolen guns

I should have been your son

High above the wrecks

On ice shelves and dressers

With crash united sewn

On all of my dress shirts

They fire fell the roads

And somebody stole your guns

Well sir I'm the only one

To get back your stolen guns

I should have been your son

Well sir I'm the only one

I should have been your son