My Daddy Doll

My little girl was playing, with her friend from down the street

She took her by the hand and said, "There's someone you should meet"

And then they went into her room to play another game

She picked up all her dolls, and told them all by name

I listened as she said their names, "Here's Betty Sue and Kay

Jack and June and Mary Jo," and then I've heard her say

"This one is my Daddy Doll," and she sat him on the floor

I make believe he's daddy, since he don't live here no more

My daddy doll is always near to help put me to bed

He kisses me and says goodnight, like my real daddy did

He talks with me and never fails to answer when I called

My Daddy Doll is special, and I love him most of all

My Daddy Doll is special, and I love him most of all