Song: The little girl
Artist: John Michael Montgomery
Transcripted by: Josh Locke
Intro
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(VERSE 1)
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
(Verse 2)
Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs
Never wanted to play, or give kisses and hugs
She'd watch the TV and sit there on that couch
While her mom fell asleep and her daddy went out
(Chorus 1)
And the drinking and the fighting
Just got worse every night
Behind their couch she'd be hiding
Oh what a sad little life
(Repeat - Intro)
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(Verse 3)
And like it always does the bad just got worse
With every slap and every and curse
Until her daddy in a drunk rage one night
Used a gun on her mom & then took his life
(Chorus 2)
And some people from the city
took the girl far away
to a new mom and a new dad
Kisses and hugs every day
(Repeat - Intro)
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First day of Sunday school the teacher walked in
And a small little girl stared at a picture of him
She said I know that man up there on that cross
I don't know his name but I know he got off
( Chorus 3 )
Cos he was there in my old house
And held me close to his side
As I hid there behind our couch
The night that my parents died
Repeat Intro - but instead on the last to notes that you play play them slowly.