She'd snuggle up and talk to me   Each night as I'd watch TV   I'd teasingly call her chatter-box   Then one night she said "Don't be scared,   I see an angel on the stairs   Daddy can you hear the angel talk?"      One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop   One more year of Daddy's little girl   One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks   One more year of Daddy's little girl      I took her in my arms upstairs   And as she said her night-time prayers   I felt a fever burning in her head   She gave thanks for Mum and me   And said, "I heard my angel speak   Daddy this is what my angel said      One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop   One more year of Daddy's little girl   One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks   One more year of Daddy's little girl      Her faith grew strong, her body weak   And soon my frightened eyes could see   There was nothing on Earth that I could do   And one year later, to the day   In her sleep, she slipped away   And I knew what she'd said and heard was true      One more year of lollipops, ice-cream cones and soda pop   One more year of Daddy's little girl   One more year of cracker jacks, bubble gum and sugar smacks   One more year of Daddy's little girl      One more year of Daddy's little girl