Daddy's been a back-row Baptist With his share of front-row sin His Saturday night still on his breathe Every Sunday when he'd walk in He's never led the Benediction He's never sang in the choir But he's an angel with no halo An' one wing in the fire Mamma lives by the Bible The Bible lives by the bed An' she's lied alone so many nights With scriptures in her head. Prayin', Good Lord, just be with him I know his Faith is tired But he's an angel with no halo An' one wing in the fire An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times But I'd trade a thousand prayers If just one prayer would come true Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you Daddy's always been there for me From T-Ball to touchdowns Fixed my car an' fixed my heart When they've been broken down I know he calls for more forgiveness Than most folks do require But he's an angel with no halo An' one wing in the fire An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times But I'd trade a thousand prayers If just one prayer would come true Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you Well, I just can't imagine What Heaven might be like If me an' Mamma make it Without Daddy by our side Lord, could you please remember When it's time to call us higher That he's an angel with no halo An' one wing in the fire Ooooh Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com