The Little Girl3

John Montgomery

 Her parents never took the young girl to church 
Never spoke of his name, never read her his words 
 Two nonbelievers walking lost in this world 
Took their baby with them, what a sad little girl 
Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs
Never wanted to play, or give kisses and hugs
She'd watch the T.V. and sit there on the couch
While her mom fell asleep and her daddy went out
    And the drinking and the fighting  
    Just got worse every night  
    Behind their couch
    She'd be hiding 
    Oh what a sad little life 
And like it always does the bad just got worse
With every slap, and every curse
Until her daddy, in a drunk rage one night
Used a gun on her mom, and then took his life
And some people from the city
Took the girl far away
To a new mom and a new dad
Kisses and hugs every day
Her 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 the cross
I don't know his name, but I know he got off
Cause 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

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