You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,   You're daddy's little girl to have and to hold.   A precious gem is what you are,   You're mom-my's bright and shi-ning star.   You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree,   You're the Easter Bunny to mommy and me;   You're sugar, you're spice, you're ev'-ry-thing nice,   And you're daddy's little girl.      (Instrumental Interlude -- First Half)      You're the treasure I cherish, so sparkling and bright;   You were touched by the Holy and beautiful light.   Like angels that sing, a hea-ven-ly thing,   And you're daddy's little girl.