Her parents never took the young girl to church

Never spoke of his name

Never read her his words

two non believers walking lost in this world

Took their baby with them

what a sad little girl

Her daddy drank all day and her mommy did drugs

Never wanted to play or give kisses and hugs

She'd watch the t.v. and sit there on the couch

As her mom fell asleep and her daddy went out

And the drinking and the fighting just got worse every night

Behind their couch she'd be hiding oh what a sad little life



And like it always does the bad just got worse

With every slap and every curse

Until her daddy in a drunk rage one night

Took a gun to her mom and then took his life

And some people from the city took the girl far away

To a new mom and a new dad kisses and hugs every day



First day at Sunday school the teacher walked in

And a sad little girl stared at a picture of him

She said I know that man there on the cross

I don't know his name but I know he got off

Cause he was there in my old house held me close to his side

As I hid there behind our couch the night that my parents died