Folks tellin stories about you
Lemme’ tell ya boy, they’d better not be true
i got a mean wild streak and I’ll tear you apart
if I catch you playin’ games with my little girl’s heart

Lay your hands off, off my daughter
Lay your hands off

I’ve walked the jungles of North Vietnam
Strangled a man with my bare hands
When I got back stateside, couldn’t find no job
So I hung out with my cousin, kickin’ ass for the mob

Lay your hands off, off my daughter
Lay your hands off

So boy I ain’t gonna’ warn you never again
Better treat her right, or you’ll come to an unpleasant end
Cuz’ I ain’t got time to waste on idle threats
there ain’t been a single boy who’s been worth my daughter yet

Lay your hands off, off my daughter
Lay your hands off, off my daughter
Lay your hands off