First Christmas Without Daddy Songtext
von Alabama

My Daddy was a farmer
And he worked hard night and day
He made us a livin′
When it seemed there was no way

He lived through The Great Depression
Scarlet fever and all
He borrowed in the springtime
And paid it off in the fall

And I remember
Our first Christmas without Daddy
So who's gonna lead the family prayer?
As we reminisced and looked at pictures
He was smilin′ down from up there

He taught me how to whistle
And make an old time flip stop
His wisdom was quite simple
And his silence sure said a lot


But he was gone too early
And in the prime of his life
Leaving us children
And a true, young, loving wife

And I remember
Our first Christmas without Daddy
So who's gonna lead the family prayer?
As we reminisced and looked at pictures
He was smilin' down from up there

So to all the families
Hurting in so many ways
We send out our prayers
To you, this Christmas day

The first Christmas without Daddy
So who′s gonna lead the family prayer?
As we reminisced and looked at pictures
He′s smilin' down from up there

You know he′s smilin' down
From up there
Miss you, Daddy
Miss you a lot