Daddy's Little Girl

Daddy take me with you
I promise I'll be good
Daddy this is next time
And Momma said I could
Sittin' in the front seat
Ridin' down town
With an ice cream cone
I'd wrap him around
My little finger
Tighter than my baby curls
You can make a tear go a long, long way
When you're daddy's little girl

Walking down the aisle
With my eyes on Mr. Right
My boquet was shaking
But daddy held on tight
Takin' those last steps
Daddy and me
From the child to the woman I'd be
With a diamond on my finger
And my Momma's string of pearls
He gave me away cause I couldn't stay
Daddy's little girl

Well he tightened my bike string from 7 to 13
Taught me to drive when I was a wild thing
He preached and he prayed
While I made some mistakes that I wouldn't have made
If I had done it his way

Now he hugs me when he sees me
We talk about the past
He trys to give me money
And I try and give it back
He's a book of advice
More than I need
The look in his eyes
Is saying to me
Let me help you all I can
While I'm still in this world
Cause what will you do when your daddy's gone
And your daddy's little girl

What'll I do when my Daddy's gone



Credits
Writer(s): Angela Kaset, Stan Webb, Kenya Walker
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