Daddy Doesn't Pray Anymore

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Daddy doesn't pray anymore

I guess he's finished talking 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 talking 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 talking 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 church

And listened to the preacher read God's word

And we sang his favorite hymn, but daddy didn't make a sound

This afternoon we'll lay him in the ground

Daddy doesn't pray anymore

I guess he's finally walking with the Lord

He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor

But daddy doesn't pray anymore