Lyrics:

Jim Reeves Dorothy Ann Dillard

Your five year old face
Is a dirty disgrace
But you love me, daddy.

You scatter your toys
And you make to much noise
But you love me, daddy.

You know little lad
You can be pretty bad
But you love me, daddy.

You wake me at dawn
When I want to sleep on
But you love me, daddy.

Now you eat the cookies
When I tell you, no
But you love me, daddy
'Cause you tell me so.

Your so hard to scold
'Cause your my five year old
Because you love me, daddy.

--- Instrumental ---

When I dress you up
You go play with the pup
But you love me, daddy.

When I use the phone
You won't leave me alone
But you love me, daddy.

You make sister wail
Pulling her pony tail
But you love me, daddy.

You scratch up the floor
And you write on the door
But you love me, daddy.

you ask foolish question
Now, you know that true
But you love me, daddy
Now you know that you do.

Your so hard to scold
'Cause you're my five year old
Because you love me, daddy...