Cross My Heart

Run little sister find somewhere to hide I'll take care of Dad I swear I'll be fine Cross my heart and hope to die I'll never leave you behind Dad started drinking when I was seven Ashley was two, now I'm eleven Mom has been gone for about four years I cried, Dad cried, there were so many tears Almost every night right before bed I'de pray for her to come back from the dead Dad's drinking got worse and I couldn't watch So one night I told him "Daddy just stop" He turned and slapped me across the face I fell to the floor and he said "Thats your place" After that night it became a routine He'd come home drunk and I would get beat He turned on Ashley the night before last I held her tight till the pain past Mom if you hear me I'de like you to know God came to us and said "Its time to go"