(Hazel Smith)
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
One more year of Daddy's little girl
(c) 1976 Sunbury Music Ltd.
