Daddy

When i was just a little girl
i was the apple of daddy's eye
i will always believe this
there is no question of why
daddy loved all of us
just like a daddy oughta
i felt so proud just to be his daughter
i started to grow up and boys were on my mind
i had to question daddy
are all boys so unkind?
daddy patted the chair, come sit with me
my little girl is growing up i see
daddy laughed then shook his head
not all boys are mean
some just misread
so i looked up at him and made a promise from that day i would try
to be more understanding to them
even if i didn't know why
when i was older one night my daddy died
left me all alone, so many tears Ive cried
some days i sit and watch the sun go down
out on the horizon it does glisten
i talk to daddy up in heaven
and pray that his does listen
daddy do you remember when i was a little girl
you told me some boys are just misread
well i have to tell you daddy i believed what you said
but know my husband doesn't want me and I'm trying to be strong
i need your help daddy
tell me what i did wrong