Big Long Slidin’ Thing - Dinah Washington

I’ve been in every bar,

Been in every honky-tonk,

Been tryin' to find my daddy

With that broke down piece o' junk!

Ask everyone to help me,

Cried, «Help me if you can;

you’ll lnow my daddy,

He’s that trombone playin' man!

Where is my daddy?

Tell me where is my daddy

With that big long slidin' thing?».

I even ask a man

That played a steel guitar;

He said that you don’t need him

To be moved eight to the bar!

He brought his amplifier

And he hitched it in my plug;

He planked it, and he plunked it,

But it just wasn’t good enough,

'Cause I need my daddy,

Need my daddy with that big long slidin' thing!

Well, then a knock came at my door,

I said, «Mmm, my daddy’s back!».

I opened up the door

And there stood Piano Jack!

He said, «I came to do some tinklin'

On your piano keys!».

I said, «Don't make me nervous,

This ain’t no time to tease!

Just send me my daddy,

Send me my daddy with that big long slidin' thing!».

Well, the first time he played,

I ask him how it was done.

He said, «I blow through here,

Then I work my fingers and my thumb!

I slide it right up,

Then I slide it back again

And I gdet a lot o' wind,

And then I slide it back again!».

That is my daddy

With that big long sliding thing, oh yeah!