(Hazel Smith)

She'd snuggle up and talk to me

Each night as I'd watch TV

I'd teasingly call her chatter-box

Then one night she said "Don't be scared,

I see an angel on the stairs

Daddy can you hear the angel talk?"

One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop

One more year of Daddy's little girl

One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks

One more year of Daddy's little girl

I took her in my arms upstairs

And as she said her night-time prayers

I felt a fever burning in her head

She gave thanks for Mum and me

And said, "I heard my angel speak

Daddy this is what my angel said

One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop

One more year of Daddy's little girl

One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks

One more year of Daddy's little girl

Her faith grew strong, her body weak

And soon my frightened eyes could see

There was nothing on Earth that I could do

And one year later, to the day

In her sleep, she slipped away

And I knew what she'd said and heard was true

One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop

One more year of Daddy's little girl

One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks

One more year of Daddy's little girl

One more year of Daddy's little girl

(c) 1976 Sunbury Music Ltd.