Being one of six girls, we were daddy’s little princesses.
Daddy’s Little Girl
I don’t remember when I started looking up to you
Could it be when you first held me and kissed my forehead
Was it the first time you spun me around until I giggled out loud
Or was it my first bike and you ran along side me, holding me up
Telling me bedtime stories that had me so scared, I slept with the lights on
Eating McDonalds until my stomach hurt
Giving me candy coated dreams, of nothing was too good for his little girl
Was it my first dance and the embarrassment of meeting the boyfriend
Could it have been the sound of my footsteps on the front porch
That had you waiting up for my return
Or was it the day I asked you to give me away in marriage and you said…
I will never give you away, I’m your father for life
The heart to heart with the groom to be, reminding him
To be careful with my heart, he’s only renting it
It could’ve been the birth of each grandchild, which made your chest swell
Or was it when I told you, you were the first man I’ve ever loved
I still look up to you, even though you’re a little slower
A little older, sometimes forgetful about the small things
But what I will always cherish is your wit, your patience and your love
For you will always be, my first love, my first kiss and my best friend
And I’ll always remain…daddy’s little girl
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