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so, yeah, childhood issues pretty much suck

I promise I'll be good
Daddy, it's next time
And Mama said I could
Sitting in the front seat, riding downtown
For an ice cream cone, I'd wrap him around
My little fingers, tighter than my baby curls
You can make a tear go a long, long way when you're
Daddy's little girl

Well, he taught me my bible
From seven to thirteen
Taught me to drive when I was a wild thing
I reached and he prayed when I made some mistakes
That I wouldn't have made if I'd've 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 to give it back
He's a book of advice
More than I need
The look in his eyes
As he's saying to me
Let me help you while 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