Daddy Doesn't Pray Anymore

One, two, three, four Daddy doesn't pray anymore I guess he's finished talking to the Lord He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor But daddy doesn't pray anymore I remember even when the times were bad He thanked Jesus for everything he had For a good wife and three children And the food upon our plates Yeah, everything was right when he said, grace Daddy doesn't pray anymore I guess he's finished talking to the Lord He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor But daddy doesn't pray anymore There was a time when we didn't get along 'Cause I thought I was right and he was wrong Still when I laid down at night I'd hear him get down on his knees And say a little prayer for me Daddy doesn't pray anymore I guess he's finished talking to the Lord He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor But daddy doesn't pray anymore Today I followed daddy down church And listened to the preacher read God's word And we sang his favorite hymn, but daddy didn't make a sound This afternoon we'll lay him in the ground Daddy doesn't pray anymore I guess he's finally walking with the Lord He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor But daddy doesn't pray anymore