Текст песни
Apple don't fall too far from a cut-down tree
Don't roll down a hill with a breeze
Just gets buried down by the weight of the limbs
The weight of the leaves
They say blood is thicker than water from the creek
I only saw my old man once a week
And the one that stepped in didn't want another kid
Sure as hell didn't want me
Go on, pick out your switch, boy
Daddy ain't here raisin' no bitch, boy
Might as well go and dig your own ditch
The blood ain't thick, but water sure knows how to hit
Momma's cryin' in the corner
Knowin' damn well Granddaddy tried to warn her
My old man ain't around to see it
The blood ain't thick, but water sure knows how to hit
So I grew up mean, pickin' fights in the high school gym
Realize that school ain't my thing
Start pickin' on a six-string
Write a few songs 'bout the way that I'm a livin'
He says, "Boy, don't ya ever let me catch ya with a drink"
He's drinkin' bourbon like it's pourin' out the sink
Yeah, do as I say, boy, not as I do, boy
Talkin' back will get ya smacked quicker than a blink, boy
Go on, pick out your switch, boy
Daddy ain't here raisin' no bitch, boy
Might as well go and dig your own ditch
The blood ain't thick, but water sure knows how to hit
Momma's cryin' in the corner
Knowin' damn well Granddaddy tried to warn her
My old man ain't around to see it
The blood ain't thick, but water sure knows how to hit
Ain't it strange? Couple years go by, things change
Too big for you to hit, so ya think
You're gonna take it out on momma
Now we got some problems
How we gonna solve 'em?
Come on, there ain't a big enough switch, Pops
I've grown, and I'm sick of your shit, Pops
Ain't a soul 'round here to call the cops
The blood ain't think, and water sure knows how to hit
Momma's cryin' in the corner
Ain't gonna lay another finger on her