His hands turned gold leaf pages
Then taught me to tie my laces
He could build a house strong as the good Lord's prayer

Had two girls, never a son
Left his job in 81
For cardboard boxes full of Sunday clothes to wear

We're all just who we are
The apple don't fall far

Preacher's daughter
I loved my father
Turned wine from water
In my eyes
Bound together
Sweet surrender
I forever know that I'm
A preacher's daughter

I was the one he couldn't tame
Bound to scuff up the family name
And at seventeen I took off on my own

Like his will, I would not bend
Guess I got my nerve from him
But we were made of salt
We were never made of stone

Preacher's daughter
I loved my father
Turned wine from water
In my eyes
Bound together
Sweet surrender
I forever know that I'm
A preacher's daughter
A preacher's daughter

I took him to the brink
He forgave me at the kitchen sink
Like an alter I laid all my burdens down

And the day that he passed on
I lost a little piece of God
But I see his smile in the son that I have now

Oh preacher's daughter
I loved my father
Turned wine from water
In my eyes
Bound together
Heaven's treasure
I forever know that I'm
A preacher's daughter
A preacher's daughter

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Writer(s): JOY WILLIAMS, LIZ ROSE, LLIZ ROSE, NATALIE HEMBY