Lyrics Bill Withers

Bill Withers

I'm Her Daddy

How do you do, Lucy?

You sure been hard to find

I heard you had a daughter six years old

And I just can keep from crying

Six years and Lucy

Lord, have mercy

That's a long time

That's a long time

Is she pretty? Has she grown?

Does she sleep well in a room of her own?

Can I see her? Does she know

That I'm her daddy? I'm her daddy

Did you give her love, love, one of my pictures?

Does she carry, yeah, yeah, picture with her?

Does she show it to the baby sitter

And say, see that man, that's my daddy

That's my daddy, yeah

You should have told me, Lucy

You should have told me, Lucy

You should have told me, Lucy

Poor Lucy, poor Lucy, poor Lucy, oh Lucy

You should have told me, Lucy

You should have told me, Lucy