Lyrics:

On our little girls third birthday**lf**She got a sandbox, in the backyard to play**lf**Sand was everywhere as she play and she laughed**lf**I busted her, for it killed all the grass**lf****lf**It''ll come back (2x)**lf**Daddy don''t be mad**lf**God and the rain will bring it back**lf****lf**When our little girl, just turned ten**lf**She got a bike to ride with all her friends**lf**She skinned both her knees, as she played and she laughed**lf**I busted her, for it killed all the grass**lf****lf**It''ll come back (2x)**lf**Daddy don''t be mad**lf**God and the rain will bring it back**lf****lf**When our little girl, turned seventeen**lf**We built her a pool, in the backyard that spring**lf**All her friends came and they swam and they splashed**lf**I busted her, for it killed all the grass**lf****lf**It''ll come back (2x)**lf**Daddy don''t be mad**lf**God and the rain will bring it back**lf****lf**My wife and I sit on the porch alone**lf**As I look out across at my beautiful lawn**lf**The house is quiet, there''s no children at play**lf**And I say to my wife, ''Honey If you''ll listen real close**lf**You can still hear her say''**lf****lf**It''ll come back (4x)**lf**Daddy don''t be mad**lf**God and the rain will bring it back**lf****lf**It''ll come back (4x)