Yeah
I know sometimes
Things may not... always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?

Straiten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you cryin' about?
You got me

Hailie I know you miss your mom
And I know you miss your dad
When I'm gone
But I'm tryin' to give you the life that I never had

I can see you're sad
Even when you smile
Even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes

Deep inside, you want to cry
'Cause you're scared
I ain't there, Daddy's with you in your prayers
No more cryin', wipe them tears

Daddy's here, no more nightmares
We goin' pull together through it
We goin' do it
Lainie, uncle's crazy ain't he

Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls

Two little beautiful girls
Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
I know it's confusin' you
Daddy's always on the move, mama's always on the news

I try to keep you sheltered from it
But somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that
The more it backfires on me

All the things growin up as daddy that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see
But you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way

Your mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together
Ever again

Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over

And that's what destiny is
But no more worries
Rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream

[Chorus]
Now hush little baby don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up
Little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya
Through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We fear how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy
Pretty baby
But I promise: mama's gonna be alright


It's funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the christmas presents up and stuck em' under the tree
And said some of em' were from me
'Cause daddy couldn't buy em'

I'll never forget that Christmas
I sat up the whole night cryin'
'Cause daddy felt like a bum
See daddy had a job

But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time
Every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broken into and robbed

Or shot up on the block
And your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Tryin' to start a piggy bank for you so that you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars

'Til someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your mama's heart
And it seemed like everything was starting to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so mama moved back on the Chalmers in a flat

One bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novara
And that's when daddy went to California with his CD
And met Dr Dre, and flew you and mama out to see me

But Daddy had to work
You and mama had to leave me
Then you started to see daddy on the TV
And mama didn't like it

And you an' Lainie were too young to understand it
Papa was a Rolling Stone, mama developed a habit
And it all happened to fast for either one of us to grab it
I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand

'Cause all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I'm sittin' in this empty house
Just reminicin lookin' at your baby pictures it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown it's almost like your sisters now
Wow, guess you pretty much are

And daddy's still here
Lainie I'm talking to you too
Daddy's still here
I like the sound of that, yeah

It's got a ring to it don't it
Shh... mama's only gone for the moment

[Chorus]

And if you ask me to, daddy's gonna buy you a mocking bird
I'm a give you the world
I'm a buy a diamond ring for you
I'm a sing for you

I'll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mocking bird don't sing and that ring don't shine
I'm a break that birdy's neck
I'll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
And make em eat every carat, don't fuck with dad

Writer : FOXX, INEZ/FOXX, CHARLIE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing