He always called her daddy's little girlnShe was four years oldnWaiting by the door to run into his armsnEach time that he came homennAnd every night he tucked her in and read to her in bednWhen she'd fall asleep he'd close his eyes and gently bow his headnn(Chorus)nBut she was watchingnHer daddy prayingnAnd thought someday, 'I wanna be like that'nShe was watchin what he was sayingnAnd the way he bowed his headnAnd though she can't recall the prayernShe was watchingnnLate one evening he was coming home from worknHe called to say he'd lost his jobnAnd after dinner they excused their baby girlnShe knew they had to talknnBut from inside her bedroomnShe could hear them down the hallnThey were dancing in the kitchen as momma sang his favorite songnn(Chorus)nShe was watchingnAs they were dancingnAnd thought someday, 'I wanna be like that'nShe was watchingnHer momma singingnAs they were dancing hand in handnAnd though she can't recall the songnShe was watchingnnFaith can't be taughtnIt's just something that is caught along the waynNo faith is never taughtnIt's just something that they catch from watching you along thenwaynnHe always called her daddy's little girlnBut now she's twenty-threenHe walks her down the aisle to give away his worldnOh but he can hardly speaknAnd when he kisses her goodbye he tries to hold it innBut as he turns away she pulls him close and whispers in his earnnI was watchingnAnd I've been waitingnAnd finally found someone just like younI was watchingnMy whole life prayingnFor God to see it throughnnAnd as he kissed her one last timenHe said a prayer and closed his eyesnAnd she was watching