Text: Lynn Anderson. Golden Classics Edition. Cry, Cry Again.

I put my little girl to bed with teardrops in her eyes
All day I've tried to comfort her and louder were her cries
I left her there to say her prayers and stepped outside the door
The prayer I heard was one I knew I'd never heard before
Please have my mommy ask my daddy to come home
Sometimes I'll cry and get my way and mommy's so alone
She told me once that when I'm right I never should give in
So if at first I don't succeed I'll cry cry again

I know our little girl is right and we're both in the wrong
And so I've called you up tonight to ask you please come home
I can't go on or stand for long the way she cries today
And I can't go to sleep at night because I heard her pray
Please have my mommy...