Then you grew up as young girls do
And the boys began to take notice
Not one did I think was good enough for you
But I knew you'd soon receive your first kiss
Daddy's little girls become women
And there's nothing a daddy can do
Except pray when it comes to men
That the right one comes along for you
Every weekend my dad comes around, he will sit me down and tell me beautiful things and when he returned back, the memories won't stop coming.