Jim Reeves & Steve Moore 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...