Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
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Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
This song is about Stapleton’s father. Written while his father was living, Stapleton says the decision to perform it came after his death. He recounts the story that inspired the title and lyrics in an interview with Radio.com:
The concept came when Stapleton went to visit his parents for a holida...
[Chorus]
Daddy doesn't pray anymore
I guess he's finished talkin' to the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But daddy doesn't pray anymore
[Verse 1]
I remember even when the times were bad
He thanked Jesus for everything he had
For a good wife and three children and the food upon our plates
Yeah, everything was right when he said grace
[Chorus]
Daddy doesn't pray anymore
I guess he's finished talkin' to the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But daddy doesn't pray anymore
[Verse 2]
There was a time when we didn't get along
'Cause I thought I was right and he was wrong
Still when I laid down at night I'd hear him get down on his knees
And say a little prayer for me
[Chorus]
Daddy doesn't pray anymore
I guess he's finished talkin' to the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But daddy doesn't pray anymore
[Interlude]
[Bridge]
Today I followed daddy down to church
And listened to the preacher read God's word
And we sang his favorite hymn but daddy didn't make a sound
And this afternoon we'll lay him in the ground
[Chorus]
Daddy doesn't pray anymore
I guess he's finally walkin' with the Lord
He used to fold his hands and bow his head down to the floor
But daddy doesn't pray anymore
Daddy Doesn’t Pray Anymore was written by Chris Stapleton.
Daddy Doesn’t Pray Anymore was produced by Chris Stapleton & Dave Cobb.
Chris Stapleton released Daddy Doesn’t Pray Anymore on Tue May 05 2015.
I wrote this song in my girlfriend’s (now wife) apartment. It took about ten minutes. I had the idea for maybe a week before. I had been back to east Kentucky to visit my parents and had noticed my Dad didn’t say grace at the dinner table, which he had done without fail every meal my entire life. Ma...