This Girl

Father Father Father
 It's been a long long time how are you doing?
 How is your son how are His children?
 I bet they're just like me
 You must be tired tired tired
 Of hearing prayers like mine no need to answer
 Nobody likes knowing that favors
 Are all they'll ever be
 But there's this girl this girl this girl this girl this girl
 And I'd be the happiest backslider in the world
 If you would tell her it's your will for us to be together
 Father Father Father You've seen me try and try to maker her love me
 I'd sell my soul to hear the one thing
 She thinks she'll never say
 But now it's Sunday Sunday Sunday
 And her pretty voice is rising up to ask you
 Like I once did like I'm about to
 If you could show her the way
 'Cause there's this girl this girl this girl this girl this girl
 And I'd be the happiest backslider in the world
 If you would tell her it's your will for us to be together
 If you could show her the way
 Father you of all gods ought to know how little to expect from people
 But I think you might be pleasantly surprised to see what this girl
 Would bring out of me
 There's this girl this girl this girl this girl this girl
 And I'd be the happiest backslider in the world
 If you would tell her it's your will for us to be together
 I would never bother you again unless you want me to
 Hell we'll just both hang out with you in heaven when we die