Teach Me How To Pray

Daddy my daddy teach me how to pray

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

Showed me how to fly

And there ain't no wonder kid

Dad can who's 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'd had to turn and leave his room

He began to cry

I didn't want my boy to know but so did I

His best pal forsaken him

But what was there to say

For daddy

Yes daddy had forgotten how to pray

Daddy my daddy teach me how to pray

Teach Me How To Pray - Jim Reeves