Lyric:Her parents never took the young girl to churchNever spoke of His nameNever read her His wordTwo non-believers walking lost in this worldTook their baby with themWhat a sad little girlHer daddy drank all day and mommy did drugsNever wanted to playOr give kisses and hugsShe'd watch the TV and sit there on the couchWhile her mom fell asleepAnd her daddy went outAnd the drinking and the fighting just got worse every nightBehind their couch she'd be hidingOh what a sad little lifeAnd like it always does, the bad just got worseWith every slap and every curseUntil her daddy in a drunk rage one nightUsed a gun on her mom and then took his lifeAnd some people from the city took the girl far awayTo a new mom and dadAnd kisses and hugs everydayHer first day of Sunday school the teacher walked inAnd a small little girlStared a picture of HimShe said I know that man up there on that crossI don't know His nameBut I know He got offHe was there in my old house and held me close to His sideAs I hid there behind our couchThe night that my parents died
