| Song | Anyone's Daughter |
| Artist | Deep Purple |
| Album | Shades 1968-1998 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice | |
| I stood under your bedroom window | |
| Throwing up a brick | |
| No-one came I threw one more | |
| That really did the trick | |
| Your daddy came and banged my head | |
| He said what kind of man | |
| Is this that's hanging round my girl | |
| And threw me in the car | |
| You're a farmer's daughter | |
| You're a farmer's daughter | |
| Why do I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn't oughta get | |
| I won't get no more eggs and water | |
| Now I've laid the farmer's daughter | |
| Imagine I was a full grown man | |
| And I could talk just right | |
| Could I come and see you here | |
| And do this every night | |
| Wham! the door comes crashing down | |
| Your daddy's face all pale | |
| Says come with me you hairy bum | |
| I'll put you in my jail | |
| You're a judge's daughter | |
| You're a judge's daughter | |
| Why do I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn't oughta get | |
| Now I'm getting jail and torture | |
| Cos' I made the judge's daughter | |
| It seems they're screaming law and order | |
| When I go with anyone's daughter | |
| Woman I should like some peace | |
| And daddy hold your tongue | |
| I think you're gonna die of fright | |
| When I tell you what I've done | |
| I can hear your tales and lies | |
| You say I'm dumb and scraggy | |
| But man this dumb and scraggy is | |
| Your daughter's baby's daddy | |
| She's a lucky daughter | |
| Such a lucky daughter | |
| Why did I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn't wanna get | |
| Now I've got what I always fought for | |
| Cos I've married a rich man's daughter |
| Written: Blackmore Gillan Glover Lord Paice | |
| I stood under your bedroom window | |
| Throwing up a brick | |
| Noone came I threw one more | |
| That really did the trick | |
| Your daddy came and banged my head | |
| He said what kind of man | |
| Is this that' s hanging round my girl | |
| And threw me in the car | |
| You' re a farmer' s daughter | |
| You' re a farmer' s daughter | |
| Why do I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn' t oughta get | |
| I won' t get no more eggs and water | |
| Now I' ve laid the farmer' s daughter | |
| Imagine I was a full grown man | |
| And I could talk just right | |
| Could I come and see you here | |
| And do this every night | |
| Wham! the door comes crashing down | |
| Your daddy' s face all pale | |
| Says come with me you hairy bum | |
| I' ll put you in my jail | |
| You' re a judge' s daughter | |
| You' re a judge' s daughter | |
| Why do I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn' t oughta get | |
| Now I' m getting jail and torture | |
| Cos' I made the judge' s daughter | |
| It seems they' re screaming law and order | |
| When I go with anyone' s daughter | |
| Woman I should like some peace | |
| And daddy hold your tongue | |
| I think you' re gonna die of fright | |
| When I tell you what I' ve done | |
| I can hear your tales and lies | |
| You say I' m dumb and scraggy | |
| But man this dumb and scraggy is | |
| Your daughter' s baby' s daddy | |
| She' s a lucky daughter | |
| Such a lucky daughter | |
| Why did I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn' t wanna get | |
| Now I' ve got what I always fought for | |
| Cos I' ve married a rich man' s daughter |
| Written: Blackmore Gillan Glover Lord Paice | |
| I stood under your bedroom window | |
| Throwing up a brick | |
| Noone came I threw one more | |
| That really did the trick | |
| Your daddy came and banged my head | |
| He said what kind of man | |
| Is this that' s hanging round my girl | |
| And threw me in the car | |
| You' re a farmer' s daughter | |
| You' re a farmer' s daughter | |
| Why do I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn' t oughta get | |
| I won' t get no more eggs and water | |
| Now I' ve laid the farmer' s daughter | |
| Imagine I was a full grown man | |
| And I could talk just right | |
| Could I come and see you here | |
| And do this every night | |
| Wham! the door comes crashing down | |
| Your daddy' s face all pale | |
| Says come with me you hairy bum | |
| I' ll put you in my jail | |
| You' re a judge' s daughter | |
| You' re a judge' s daughter | |
| Why do I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn' t oughta get | |
| Now I' m getting jail and torture | |
| Cos' I made the judge' s daughter | |
| It seems they' re screaming law and order | |
| When I go with anyone' s daughter | |
| Woman I should like some peace | |
| And daddy hold your tongue | |
| I think you' re gonna die of fright | |
| When I tell you what I' ve done | |
| I can hear your tales and lies | |
| You say I' m dumb and scraggy | |
| But man this dumb and scraggy is | |
| Your daughter' s baby' s daddy | |
| She' s a lucky daughter | |
| Such a lucky daughter | |
| Why did I always get | |
| The kinda girl I didn' t wanna get | |
| Now I' ve got what I always fought for | |
| Cos I' ve married a rich man' s daughter |