Daddy's Little Girl
I felt like a ghost just the other day.
Standing by the schoolyard where children play.
Before I died, she was my little girl.
Always smiling when I gave her a twirl.
I felt so sad; I had left her so young,
I never should have bought that stupid gun.
I wish she could see me for just a while,
She’s looking right at me, oh what a smile.
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