Words and music by Glen Martin } day play Sand was everywhere as she laughed grass. ... It'll come back... It'll come back... Daddy don't be mad God When our little girl just turned ten She got a bike to ride with all her friends She skinned both her knees as she played and she laughed I fussed at her for it killed all my grass. REFRAIN: CHANGE TO D: } teen spring All her friends came and they splashed grass. ... It'll come back ... It'll come back ... Daddy don't be mad God My wife and I sit on the porch all alone As I look out across at my beautiful lawn The house is quiet there's no children at play And I said to my wife {P} {NC} "Honey, if you'll listen real close You can still hear her say." (2X) {NC} It'll come back (It'll come back) It'll come back (It'll come back) Daddy don't be mad God