Teach Me How to Pray

Teach Me How to Pray - Jim Reeves (吉姆·里夫斯)

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 who's dad can 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