little house we were so happy in
I think of all the happy times
Then I break down and start to cry,
the children ask what for
I can't find a way to tell them
That Daddy won't be home any more
Each night before they go to sleep,
they fold their little hands
And say a prayer for Daddy
fighting in their far- off land
So tonight I'll help them say their prayers
like I've always done before
God give me courage to tell them
That Daddy won't be home anymore
But honey as for me there'll
And I'll bring our children up
You died for what you thought was right
That much I know for sure
But the children just can
Why Daddy won't be home anymore
