TEACH ME HOW TO PRAY
Written by Kathryn Twitty
(Recorded July 29, 1958)


(Daddy, my daddy, teach me how to pray...)

SPOKEN:
One night a sleepy little boy
Knelt beside my bed
He smiled and looked into my eyes
And this is what he said:
"Daddy, my daddy,
You've taught me lots today
So daddy, my daddy
Teach me how to pray
You brought me home a brand new kite
And showed me how to fly
And there ain't no other kid
Whose dad can knock a ball so high
I'd like to thank God for you
But I don't know what to say
So daddy, my daddy,
Teach me how to pray"

I had to turn and leave his room
And he began to cry
I didn't want my boy to know
But.. so did I
His best pal had forsaken him
But what was there to say
For daddy, his daddy,
Had forgotten how to pray

(Daddy, my daddy, teach me how to pray)

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