🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Little Girl - John Michael Montgomery

  Little Girl
 
 Her parents never  the young girl to church
 Never spoke of His 
 Never read her  word
 Two non-believers walking  in this world
  their baby with them
 What a sad little 
 
 Her daddy drank all day and mommy  drugs
 Never wanted to 
 Or give kisses and 
 She'd watch the TV  sit there on the couch
 While her mom fell 
 And her daddy  out
 
 And the  and the fighting
 just got worse every 
 Behind their couch she'd be 
 Oh what a sad little 
 And like it  does, the bad just got worse
 With every slap  every curse
  her daddy in a drunk rage one night
 Used a gun on her mom and then took  life
 
 And  people from the city took the girl far away
 To a new mom and a new 
  and hugs everyday
 Her first day  Sunday school the teacher walked in
 And a small  girl
 Stared  a picture of Him
 
 She said I know that man up there on  cross
 I don't know His 
 But I  He got off
  He was there in my old house
  held me close to His side
 As I hid there  our couch
 The night that my parents