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Teach Me How To Pray

Kathryn Twitty

© Tree Pub, BMI

(Daddy my daddy teach me how to pray)

One night a sleepy little boy knelt beside my bed
He smiled and looked into my eyes and this is what he said
Daddy my daddy you've taught me lots today
So daddy my daddy teach me how to pray

You brought me home a brand new kite showed me how to fly
And there ain't no wonder kid who's dad can knock a ball so high
I'd like to thank God for you but I don't know what to say
So daddy my daddy teach me how to pray

I've had to turn and leave his room he began to cry
I didn't want my boy to know but so did I
His best pal forsaken him but what was there to say
For daddy yes daddy had forgotten how to pray

(Daddy my daddy teach me how to pray)

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