Your hair is as gold as the Texas sunrise,
and the prettiest blue skies have nothing on your blue eyes.
Yes i am talking about daddies little girl
you mean the world to me, you are my whole world.
Ever since you were born there has benn a special bond,
you hold my heart in your palm.
Now you are getting big and i am trying to stay calm
because you are and forever will be my baby girl
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