It'll Come Back Composer(s): Glenn Martin Performer(s): Red Sovine
On our little girls' third birthday She got a sandbox in the backyard to play Sand was everywhere as she played and she laughed I fussed at her for it killed all my grass
It'll come back ... It'll come back ... Daddy dont be mad God and the rain will bring it back
When our little girl just turned ten She got a bike to ride with all her friends She skinned both her knees as she played and she laughed I fussed at her for it killed all my grass
When our little girl turned seventeen We built her a pool in the backyard that spring All her friends came and they swam and they splashed I fussed at her for it killed all my grass
My wife and I sit on the porch all alone As I look out across at my beautiful lawn The house is quiet there's no children at play And I said to my wife
"Honey, if you'll listen real close You can still hear her say"
It'll come back (It'll come back) It'll come back (It'll come back) Daddy don't be mad God and the rain will bring it back
It'll come back (It'll come back) It'll come back (It'll come back) Daddy don't be mad God and the rain will bring it back
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