Daddy's Little Girl

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.

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.