| Daddy always said he’d come back when the first snow came
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| Bringing treats like Santa Claus on Christmas day
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| Momma always said son don’t you get your hopes too high
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| Daddy he’s a dreamer reaching for the sky
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| Still I waited by the window at Christmas time
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| And I sat on the front steps as Easter rolled by
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| Then we moved to Arizona 'round the 4th of July
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| But Daddy never came I waited just the same
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| And they say it never snows in Arizona
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| But I never stopped believing that it would
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| And before I’d go to sleep at night I’d look up at the desert sky
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| Close my eyes the same ole prayer again
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| I’d wake up and see the snowfall on the sand
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| Part of growing up for me was learning way too soon
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| The difference between fantasy and cold hard truth
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| Momma liked to say accept those things you cannot change
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| She was scared I 'd be like Dad and dream my life away
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| But in a corner of my mind I kept a place for him
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| Cause a promise lasts forever when you’re just a kid
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| Yea he told me in a season he’d be back again
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| But Daddy never came I waited just the same |
| Bridge
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| Last night my Father’s sister called me on the phone
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| Said today your father passed away I thought that you should know
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| You were the one that he thought of as he left this world behind
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| He said tell my boy I’m goning to find a way to
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| Come and say goodbye
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| And they say it never snows in Arizona
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| But I’m looking out my window and it is
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| And I swear I can’t believe my eyes to see the desert painted white
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| For a moment we’re together once again
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| As I see the snowfall on the sand |