The Games That Daddies Play - Conway Twitty

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Embed: I don't wanna bother you but
I sure need to talk to you
If you can only spare the time.
And Mom I hope you understand
How much I love and need you
And I don't want you to take this the wrong way
But don't you think I'm old enough
And big enough and strong enough
To play the games that Daddies play?"

My friend Billy Parker's dad
Came by today to see me
And he wondered if I'd like to go
With him and Billy on a hike
And maybe camp out overnight
The way I've seen 'em do in picture shows
And there's one thing I'd like to do
And maybe if I ask him to
He'd sit and talk with me man to man
We'd only be gone overnight
And I could find out what it's like
To play the games that Daddies play.

She quickly turned to hide the tears
From her son of seven years
He didn't know she'd read between the lines
He'd never really known his dad
And although he'd never ask
She knew exactly what was on his mind
She searched her mind in desperation,
Six long years of separation
Dimmed the words she knew she had to say
I hope you're never big enough
Or old enough or bold enough
To play the games that Daddies play.

I know you need and want his love but,
Son, you're the victim of
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The Games That Daddies Play Lyrics

He put his arm around her shoulder
with a voice that sounded older
He said, "Mom, I got something on my mind.
I don't wanna bother you but
I sure need to talk to you
If you can only spare the time.
And Mom I hope you understand
How much I love and need you
And I don't want you to take this the wrong way
But don't you think I'm old enough
And big enough and strong enough
To play the games that Daddies play?"

My friend Billy Parker's dad
Came by today to see me
And he wondered if I'd like to go
With him and Billy on a hike
And maybe camp out overnight
The way I've seen 'em do in picture shows
And there's one thing I'd like to do
And maybe if I ask him to
He'd sit and talk with me man to man
We'd only be gone overnight
And I could find out what it's like
To play the games that Daddies play.

She quickly turned to hide the tears
From her son of seven years
He didn't know she'd read between the lines
He'd never really known his dad
And although he'd never ask
She knew exactly what was on his mind
She searched her mind in desperation,
Six long years of separation
Dimmed the words she knew she had to say
I hope you're never big enough
Or old enough or bold enough
To play the games that Daddies play.

I know you need and want his love but,
Son, you're the victim of
Another kind of game that Daddies play...

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Conway Twitty (1 September 1933 – 5 June 1993), born Harold Lloyd Jenkins, was one of the United States' most successful artists of the 20th century. Twitty had the most singles (55) reach Number 1 on various national music charts. Conway Twitty's across the board totals were greater than that of Elvis Presley, Frank Sinatra, the Beatles, and Garth Brooks. Most notably known as a country music singer, Twitty also enjoyed success in early Rock and Roll, R&B, and Pop music (among other genres). He teamed up with Loretta Lynn to form one of country music's most successful business partnerships.


Origin of Jenkins Stage Name--------- Jenkins felt that his real name wasn't marketable, and he changed his show business name in 1957. (Harold Lloyd Jenkins would always remain his legal name, however). Looking at a road map, he spotted Conway, Arkansas and Twitty, Texas. Thus, he went with the professional name of "Conway Twitty".[citation needed]

Alternatively, Jenkins met a Richmond, VA, man named W. Conway Twitty Jr. through Jenkins' manager in a New York City restaurant. The manager served in the army with the real Conway Twitty. Later, the manager suggested to Jenkins that he take the name as his stage name because it had a ring to it. The Richmond Conway Twitty subsequently recorded the song, "What's in a Name But Trouble," in the mid-1960s, lamenting the loss of his name to Jenkins. The flip side of the 45 RPM record was "The Purple, Purple People Eater, Eater." (The more well known version of Purple People Eater, however, now having sold over 100,000,000 copies, was recorded by Sheb Wooley.)

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