Hey Skeeter (The Dad Song)
By: Bob Ritchie
Duration
4:51
Genres
Description
When he was a boy (or so I am told), my dad's nickname was Skeeter. Apparently he could be as active (and annoying?) as a mosquito.
Lyrics
© by Bob Ritchie, 1990 Hey, Skeeter Skeeter You’re my guy Skeeter Skeeter. Hey Skeeter Skeeter You’re my dad. Hey, Skeeter Skeeter You just couldn’t be neater. Hey Skeeter Skeeter Hey Skeeter Skeeter You’re my dad I fell to the floor Stupidity’s whore You picked me up And you didn’t ask why If I haven’t shown you Or done near enough To tell you I love you Admire you Look up to you. Well … Hey Skeeter Skeeter You’re my dad. Hey, Skeeter Skeeter You just couldn’t be neater. Hey Skeeter Skeeter Hey Skeeter Skeeter You’re my dad Fathers and sons Often find the true expression Of their feelings to be challenging at best Movies have been written And songs have been sung that Tell us that it shouldn’t be so Why, then, does my voice catch Whenever I want to say “I love you, dad, my dad Dear dad.” Hey, Skeeter, Skeeter Hey, Skeeter, Skeeter Hey, Skeeter, Skeeter You’re my dad In the past when I’ve fallen You’ve rescued me Without passing judgment Or looking askance. Now I want to tell you that Ev’ry cool thing I do Is partly for you
