| Well, a curly-headed girl with a bright shining smile
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| Heard the roar of a plane as it sailed through the sky
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| To her playmates she said, with a bright twinkling eye
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| My Daddy flies that ship in the sky
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| My Daddy flies that ship in the sky
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| My Daddy flies that ship in the sky
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| My Mama’s not afraid and neither am I
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| 'Cause my Daddy flies that ship in the sky
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| Then a button-nosed kid, as he kicked up his heels
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| He said, My Daddy works in the iron and the steel
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| My Dad builds the planes and they fly through the sky
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| And that’s what keeps your daddy up there so high
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| That’s what keeps your daddy up there so high
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| That’s what keeps your daddy up there so high
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| My Dad builds the planes and they fly through the sky
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| And that’s what keeps your daddy up there so high
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| Then a freckle-faced kid pinched his toe in the sand
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| He says, My Daddy works at that place where they land
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| You tell your mama, don’t be afraid
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| My Dad’ll bring your daddy back home again
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| My Dad’ll bring your daddy back home again
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| My Dad’ll bring your daddy back home again
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| Don’t be afraid when it gets dark and rains
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| My Dad’ll bring your daddy back home again |