My daddy has a fever Ever since he got home You brought him medals and medicine To poison his soul Every morning, he will wake up Looking pale and screaming Sais he saw some things Awful things Terrible things You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine My daddy has a fever From losing your war He went to protect your innocence From killing the wrong Every night I have to carry him to the bathroom Where he tells me things Awful things Dreadful things You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine You sure lost a lot of weight, poor dad of mine My daddy has a fever Ever since he got home