She Sings

The smell of Old Spice The flat cap on the dash Windows rolled down in the wind While birds fly past Singing along with the radio A little latitude Hanging onto that steering wheel Was the man who hung the moon Used to wrap my hands around his little finger Turns out he was wrapped around mine He said, "You can be anything you want to in this great big world" But I'm always gonna be daddy's little girl He always used to tell me, "Don't grow up too fast Love will come, love will go, your first won't be your last" I didn't always listen when he gave me advice No, I hate to admit it, but that man was always right Used to wrap my hands around his little finger Turns out he was wrapped around mine He said, "You can be anything you want to in this great big world" But I'm always gonna be daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl When I count my blessings, I know where to start He might not hold my hand no more But he'll always, always hold my heart Used to wrap my hands around his little finger Turns out he was wrapped around mine He said, "You can be anything you want to in this great big world" But I'm always gonna be Yes, I'm always gonna be daddy's little girl, daddy's little girl