On a cold winter night,
Annie sits all alone,
Waiting for daddy
To finally come home.
But the day’s getting later,
So she heads off to bed,
She knows he’ll come back.
In her heart, not her head.

Friday she leaves on a train for LA,
Hoping to finally
Get time away.
But Monday is coming,
And she knows she’s alone.
But maybe daddy will call her at home.

Monday comes chilly,
And Tuesday goes by,
Wednesday she waits
In the rain for her ride.
And Thursday she sits,
On her porch wasting her time.
Still waiting for daddy,
To finally stop by.

And Friday she leaves on a train for LA,
Hoping to finally
Get time away.
But Monday is coming,
And she just can’t wait,
To finally see daddy standing out at her gate.

Cuz daddy came home,
About twenty years late.
And she still doesn’t know him,
And he came just too late.
So maybe he should
have left work just one time,
To spend time with Annie,
And not just say goodbye.

Cuz Friday she leaves on a train for LA,
Hoping to finally
Get time away.
But Monday is coming,
And she wants to stay home
Cuz no one will be
Calling her phone.