Daddy's been a back-row Baptist 

With his share of front-row sin 

His Saturday night still on his breathe 

Every Sunday when he'd walk in 

He's never led the Benediction 

He's never sang in the choir 

But he's an angel with no halo 

An' one wing in the fire 



Mamma lives by the Bible 

The Bible lives by the bed 

An' she's lied alone so many nights 

With scriptures in her head. 

Prayin', Good Lord, just be with him 

I know his Faith is tired 

But he's an angel with no halo 

An' one wing in the fire 



An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right 

An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times 

But I'd trade a thousand prayers 

If just one prayer would come true 

Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you 



Daddy's always been there for me 

From T-Ball to touchdowns 

Fixed my car an' fixed my heart 

When they've been broken down 

I know he calls for more forgiveness 

Than most folks do require 

But he's an angel with no halo 

An' one wing in the fire 



An' I know he lives a little left of livin' right 

An he's come close to goin' way to far a few times 

But I'd trade a thousand prayers 

If just one prayer would come true 

Lord, please believe in him, like I believe in you 



Well, I just can't imagine 

What Heaven might be like 

If me an' Mamma make it 

Without Daddy by our side 

Lord, could you please remember 

When it's time to call us higher 

That he's an angel with no halo 

An' one wing in the fire 

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