(One, two, three, four)
Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
I guess he’s finished talkin’ to the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
I remember even when the times were bad
He thanked Jesus for everything he had
For a good wife and three children and the food upon our plates
Yeah, everything was right when he said grace
Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
I guess he’s finished talkin’ to the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
There was a time when we didn’t get along
‘Cause I thought I was right and he was wrong
Still when I laid down at night, I’d hear him get down on his knees
And say a little prayer for me
Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
I guess he’s finished talkin’ to the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
Today I followed Daddy down to church
And listened to the preacher read God’s word
And we sang his favorite hymn, but Daddy didn’t make a sound
And this afternoon we’ll lay him in the ground
Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
I guess he’s finally walkin’ with the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But Daddy doesn’t pray anymore
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