Cold December afternoon. It doesn't seem that long ago
I was sitting, warming my feet by the old fire place
when in walked my little girl, home from school
and I could see that something was wrong by the tears
that were rolling down her face
SING
And she said, Daddy Daddy at school today
somebody told me a lie
and after hearing what she had heard
I told her not to cry
it hurt to see her cry,
because she's
My, my little angel, my little angel
my little angel, yes she's mine
oh yes she's my, my little angel, my little angel
and I don't ever want to see her cry
What she had heard was that angeLS don't really exist,
that they were just a part of fables, fairy tales, any old how
Of course there are angels,I said, everybody has an angel
that takes care of them,
in fact I know where there is a live angel right now
And she said, Daddy Daddy please tell me where
and tell me how do you know?
And I said easy if you listen close
it's not too far to go
and this is how I know
because she's
My, my little angel, my little angel
my little angel, when you smile
oh yes you're my, my little angel, my little angel
and I don't ever want to see you cry
Now I miss her dearly since she left that day
but I know she is near me every hour, every day
because she's
My, my little angel, my little angel
my little angel, yes she's mine
oh yes she's my, my little angel, my little angel
and I don't ever want to see her cry