Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Harry Chapin

Genres: Rock

Copper Lyrics - Harry Chapin

If you were looking for a way to make me mad it was a sure fire way you found 

Acting like a half wit fool, laying your money around 

Well I came back here to tell you Lou, 'bout what you almost did 

Don't you ever put the cash on the counter Lou, when I'm with my kid 

Yeah the kid's thirteen he's growing Lou, two years and he'll be bigger than me 

Still he thinks I'm strong as a blacksmith and straighter than the tall oak tree 

I raised him alone ten years now since his Mama ran away 

And you ain't gonna blow his image of me for the stunt like you pulled today 

 

Chorus: 

They took the copper right out of the penny Lou 

They got the pig locked up in the pen 

But you're in big trouble with me, yes you 

If you ever do that again 

Ten bucks a week protection don't mean I can't knock you down 

You've got to treat me like a living saint Lou, whenever my son's around 

 

Related 

 

23 Boy Band Slow Jams That Made You Believe In Love 

 

From MetroLyrics to You: Our Classic Christmas Playlist 

 

5 Totally Underrated Christmas Songs 

 

Yeah the kid wants to be a policeman just like me 

You know he'll be a good one the way I started out to be 

And he just might end up police chief, now wouldn't that be something to see? 

'Cause then the kid would kick right off of the force all the two-bit grifters like me 

 

Chorus 

 

Check Out 

 

20 Classic Christmas Lyrics to Celebrate The Holiday Season 

 

The Best Karaoke Songs Ever, Ranked 

 

Refresh Your Christmas Playlist With These 10 Modern Holiday Tracks 

 

Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably 

 

I guess it was when my old lady left me and she took off with a salesman guy 

I started to see things so differently, cut your own slice out of the pie 

Yeah I grew up and it came clear to me all the smart cops on the make 

You get a silver badge not an old tin star when you're on the take 

It's pimps and whores, punk gang wars, robberies and homicides 

When you walk the beat with the creeps on the street, well there ain't no way to hide 

I spent half my life without no wife ridin' herd on the scum of the earth 

I learned the tricks of the trade from the gutter parade and then I prayed for all I'm worth 

Don't you know I appreciate the money Lou, 'cause it all goes into the bank 

And when I send my kid to college someday I'll have guys like you to thank 

Yeah ten bucks a week on your grocery store means you don't have to worry 'bout crime But hold your money when the kid's with me you can pay me double next time 

 

Chorus 

 

Ten bucks a week protection don't mean I can't knock you down 

You've got to treat me like a living saint Lou, whenever my son's around 

Writer:

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.