daddy oh daddy   is that you behind the screen   i recognize some scratches   in this frame of olive green   now this old door has always   kept our family from harm   what would it take to unlock it   and find your outstretched arms      look at me it's your prodigal kid   but don't go and slaughter the calf   you've not seen the likes of me   for one year and a half   somehow bad breaks and big mistakes   have driven me to tears   my conscience aches i hope this makes   some sense to your fresh ears      look by me it's my roadtrip friend   and by the way my spouse   our occupation's travel   and our chevy is our house   we dig the dead and just got wed   in vegas back in may   we don't do much to keep in touch   that's why i must say      you can yell at me and laugh   we'd argue 'til the dawn   you can pull my photographs   and throw them on the lawn   now you don't owe me   mister and i'm sure not your exemption   but i'm a buck twenty-five from bein' broke   and a hail mary shy of redemption      look at me it's your second born   but don't go and slaughter the lamb   i just dropped by to say hello   and tell you how i am   some southbound deals   and makeshift meals   have led me to your door   could you arrange a fair exchange   for sleep upon your floor      chorus      buck twenty-five   is that you behind the screen   hail mary shy   the paint's a peelin' on this olive green   buck twenty-five   a door that's kept our family from sin   hail mary shy   come and let your child in      chours