My Daddy Is Only A Picture

I asked a little boy to call his daddy

He said he couldn’t and sighed

And when I asked him what was wrong

here’s what the little boy replied

My Daddy is only a picture, in a frame that hangs on the wall

Each day I talk to my daddy, but he never talks at all

I tell him all of my secrets and all of my little plans

and from the way he smiles at me, I know he understands

The angels took Daddy to heaven, when I was just goin’ on three

But I’ll bet they never told him – how blue and lonesome We’d be

I try to cheer up my mommie, when the tears roll down her face

My daddy is only a picture, but I’m tryin’ to take his place