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.
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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.