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​Little Boy's Prayer

This song is by Hank Williams, Jr. and appears on the album Luke the Drifter, Jr., Vol. 3 (1970).

Darling, I don't know whether you can hear me or not
Because of this lump in my throat I can't talk very loud
But I've got to tell you about our little son's prayer tonight
If you could've heard it, honey, you'd have been so proud
I'd already left a note on the table for mom and dad
As if they didn't know what was wrong
I asked them to take care of him now that you and I both were gone
After I finished the note I figured that he was asleep
So I've slipped in to see him once more
But he was just startin' to pray and his words froze me at the door
He said

Dear God, it's late and I hope I didn't get you up
But there's somethin' we gotta talk about
You see God, my mommy was buried today and my daddy needs straightening out
Ever since mommy got sick he's been nervous and hollering at me a lot
But that part I can't understand
Cause a little boy like me knows that worries sometimes overload a man
But God, he loved mommy so much
He used to tell her nothin' would ever come between 'em
And I know that's what's botherin' him now cause somethin' has
And I'm afraid he's thinkin' about joinin' her somehow
God, I'm glad he loved mommy
And I want him to be with her again one of these days
But I want to talk to him and tell him that just now he's got me to raise
Tell him every now and then a little boy needs a helpin' hand
I guess you probably still need your daddy even after you're a full-grown man
And God, if I lost him and mommy both it'd be more than I could stand
I know my grandma and grandpa would take care of me 'cause they both love me a lot
But God, they're older and they don't always understand the problems a little boy like me has got
Well, God I won't bother any more tonight but tomorrow night I'll be sure to talk to you again
You take care of my daddy now, you hear me, thank you God

I've just stood there thinkin' bout his prayer and what he'd said in it
Finally I opened the door and asked him if I could talk to him for a minute
We sat down on the edge of his bed we both took turns laughin' and cryin' for a while
And he could tell there'd been a change in me because for the first time and the long time I saw him smile
So darling, you go on ahead but you walk slow
And someday when you turn around I'll be there
But it'll be a while 'cause I'm gonna spend the next few dozen years being the answer to our little boys prayer

Written by:

Jim Owen