[ti:The little girl]
[ar:John Michael Montgomery]
[00:18.400]Her parents never took the young girl to church
[00:23.400]Never spoke of His name
[00:26.400]Never read her His word
[00:29.400]Two non-believers walking lost in this world
[00:34.400]Took their baby with them
[00:37.400]What a sad little girl
[00:41.400]Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs
[00:46.400]Never wanted to play
[00:48.400]Or give kisses and hugs
[00:52.400]She'd watch the TV and sit there on the couch
[00:57.400]While her mom fell asleep
[01:00.400]And her daddy went out
[01:04.400]And the drinking and the fighting
[01:10.400]just got worse every night
[01:15.400]Behind their couch she'd be hiding
[01:22.400]Oh what a sad little life
[01:39.400]And like it always does, the bad just got worse
[01:44.400]With every slap and every curse
[01:50.400]Until her daddy in a drunk rage one night
[01:55.400]Used a gun on her mom and then took his life
[02:03.400]And some people from the city took the girl far away
[02:14.400]To a new mom and a new dad
[02:20.400]kisses and hugs everyday
[02:37.400]Her first day of Sunday school the teacher walked in
[02:43.400]And a small little girl
[02:45.400]Stared at a picture of Him
[02:49.400]She said I know that man up there on that cross
[02:55.400]I don't know His name
[02:57.400]But I know He got off
[03:01.400]Cause He was there in my old house
[03:08.400]and held me close to His side
[03:13.400]As I hid there behind our couch
[03:19.400]The night that my parents died