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This song chokes me up every time.
Daddy's Little Girl - Kippi Brannon
Daddy, take me with you, I promise I'll be good Daddy, this is next time, and Mama said I could Sitting in the front seat, riding downtown 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 bouquet was shaking, but Daddy held me tight Taking those last steps, Daddy and me From the child I was, to the woman I'd be With a diamond on my finger, and my Mama's string of pearls He gave me away, 'cause I couldn't stay Daddy's little girl
Well he tightened my bike chain, from seven to thirteen Taught me to drive, when I was a wild thing Preached and he prayed, while I made some mistakes That I wouldn't have made, if I'd have done it his way
Now he hugs me when he sees me, we talk about the past He tries 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" What will you do when your Daddy's gone, and you're Daddy's little girl
What'll I do when my Daddy's gone?...
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