She drops him off at 8 a.m. and picks him up at 5
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A single mother working hard to raise her baby right
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He's talkin' now, he's at that age, the 'Ask a million question' stage
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And he expects an answer when he asks about life
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Like, Mommy, can you tell me what makes airplanes fly and
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Why do flowers need the rain to grow?
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There's only one thing she can't answer no matter how she tries
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Where do daddies go? Where do daddies go?
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She's halfway through his favorite book when he falls fast asleep
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She reads the ending anyways and kisses him and leaves
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She's knows she's got an uphill climb
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There's things he'll want to know in time
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And she prays that God will give her all the answers she needs
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Like, Mommy could you teach me how to throw a ball
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And would you show me how to use my fishin' pole
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There's a lot of things I need to know, but most of all
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Where do daddies go? Where do daddies go?
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I know it makes her wonder as the teardrops fall
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'Where do daddies go? Where do daddies go?'
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Where Do Daddies Go
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Neal McCoy |