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Daddy's Girl

Daddy's Girl
(Words and music by Glen Martin)

I recall the night ...
That you came into this world
I couldn't believe the doctor
When he said, "It's a little girl."
I said, "Now Doc you must be wrong
You see I want a boy."
Then he laid you in my arms
And my heart sang with joy. ...

cho: Daddy's Girl ... Daddy's Girl ...
     I'm the champ ... of Daddy's world ...
     I know I'm Daddy's number one
     For he loves me like I was his son
     Daddy's Girl.

I recall the day I took you to a baseball game
You brought along your baby doll and half its' baby things
We sat there a-playin' house, while the Dodgers played the Braves
And ev'ryone in the bleachers, looked at us as if to say.


I recall the day I took you on a fishin' trip
You said, "Daddy won't that hook - hurt the fishes' lip?"
And you said if they don't get air
Those things in the can will die
So we turned the worms all loose
And chased some butterflies.


I recall the day that your young man came to call
Seems like only yesterday, you swam and played football
But I know the time has come, that I must set you free
But no matter where you are, you know what you are to me.


Copyright Glen Martin
Recorded by Red Sovine

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