Hard Hearted Papa

I’m a hard‑hearted papa: there’s nothing pleases me
I’ve had to be good long enough: now I’m going to be mean as I can be
I don’t even like what I drink: my food don’t taste right at all
And a lowdown no‑good woman: is the cause of it all
When I tried to be soft and easy: people would not let me be
Now I’m just as mean and hateful: swear as I can be
I spent all of my money: showing my friends a great big time
Now they laugh and grin at me: because I ain’t got a lousy dime
So I’m a hard‑hearted papa: I’ve done changed my ways
And I think they will stay changed: for the rest of my days