Wild Irish Rose

My daddy would not go to work on mornings

He’d been with Jack Daniel’s out all night long

Though daddy never cared too much for dancing

He loved to hear a good ol’ country song.

And son, he said, I never had much money

And I never had the time for fancy clothes

And I’ve always been a fool for Jim Beam whiskey

And I guess I’ve always loved Wild Irish Rose.

Yes daddy was a gambler

My daddy loved the racetrack

What he saw in that God only knows

He loved his wife and children

But he also loved the horses

And I guess he always loved Wild Irish Rose.

My daddy always cried the morning after

Mom n him argued for so long

He said, when I do right no one remembers

And for sure no one forgets when I do wrong.

But mom she accused my dad of cheating

She swore that she could smell it on his clothes

So finally dad confessed his sins to momma

And he told her all about Wild Irish Rose.