Teach Me How To Pray

　　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

　　Dad can who's 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

　　Teach Me How To Pray - Jim Reeves