Mistreatin’ Daddy

A popular song from 1923
Words and music by Porter Grainger and Bob Ricketts


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. Daddy, mama’s got the blues
    The kind o’ blues that’s hard to lose
    ‘Cause you mistreated me
    With cruel, cold abuse
    Daddy, ain’t you heard the news?
    There’s another papa in your shoes
    You ain’t even got a chance with mama no more
    So be on your P’s and Q’s
    Mistreating daddy, mistreating mama, all the time
    Just because she wouldn’t let you

Chorus
Mistreatin’ daddy, mistreatin’ mama all the time
(Just because she would let you)
Mistreatin’ daddy, mama’s drawed a danger line
(If you cross it, I’ll get you)
If you see me sittin’ on another daddy’s knee
Don’t you interrupt me, ’cause I’m mean as I can be
I’m like the butcher right down the street
I could chop you all to pieces
Like you was a chunk of meat
Mistreatin’ daddy, you used to
Knock your mama down
(Then you knew I fell for you)
Had me so nervous
I would start to duckin’ ’round
(Yes! every time I saw you)
But now I’ve got you off my mind
And found another daddy who is just my kind
Mistreatin’ daddy, I’ve got another papa now

  1. Daddy, can’t you plainly see
    I’m thru with you as I can be
    Don’t want you hangin’ ’round
    Because you threw me down
    When you made me go away
    Then I knew you’d want me back some day
    Like old “Billy” Shakespeare
    I don’t never repeat
    That is all I’ve got to say

Chorus
Mistreatin’ daddy, mistreatin’ mama all the time
(Just because she would let you)
Mistreatin’ daddy, mama’s drawed a danger line
(If you cross it, I’ll get you)
If you see me sittin’ on another daddy’s knee
Don’t you interrupt me
‘Cause I’m mean as I can be
I’ve got a temper, folks talk about
I will grab you and I’ll very nearly
Turn you wrong side out
Mistreatin’ daddy, you used to
Knock your mama down
(Then you knew I fell for you)
Had me so nervous
I would start to duckin’ ’round
(Yes! every time I saw you)
You nearly caused my heart to break
And now I’d soon to see you as a rattlesnake
Mistreating daddy, I’ve got a good papa now
And he’s mistreatin’ me, too
Daddy, like you used to do