She'd snuggle up and talk to me Each night as I'd watch TV I'd teasingly call her chatter-box Then one night she said "Don't be scared, I see an angel on the stairs Daddy can you hear the angel talk?"
One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop One more year of Daddy's little girl One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks One more year of Daddy's little girl
I took her in my arms upstairs And as she said her night-time prayers I felt a fever burning in her head She gave thanks for Mum and me And said, "I heard my angel speak Daddy this is what my angel said
One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop One more year of Daddy's little girl One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks One more year of Daddy's little girl
Her faith grew strong, her body weak And soon my frightened eyes could see There was nothing on Earth that I could do And one year later, to the day In her sleep, she slipped away And I knew what she'd said and heard was true
One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop One more year of Daddy's little girl One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks One more year of Daddy's little girl
