First Christmas Without Daddy

My Daddy was a farmer

And he worked hard night and day

He made us a livin'

When it seemed there was no way

He lived through The Great Depression

Scarlet fever and all

He borrowed in the springtime

And paid it off in the fall

And I remember

Our first Christmas without Daddy

So who's gonna lead the family prayer?

As we reminisced and looked at pictures

He was smilin' down from up there

He taught me how to whistle

And make an old time flip stop

His wisdom was quite simple

And his silence sure said a lot

But he was gone too early

And in the prime of his life

Leaving us children

And a true, young, loving wife

And I remember

Our first Christmas without Daddy

So who's gonna lead the family prayer?

As we reminisced and looked at pictures

He was smilin' down from up there

So to all the families

Hurting in so many ways

We send out our prayers

To you, this Christmas day

The first Christmas without Daddy

So who's gonna lead the family prayer?

As we reminisced and looked at pictures

He's smilin' down from up there

You know he's smilin' down

From up there

Miss you, Daddy

Miss you a lot