x2 Well, I woke up late this morning, my head was in a whril. Only then I realize I lost my little girl, Oh, oh, oh, oh. Well, her clothes were not expensive, her hair didin't always curl. I don't know why I loved her, but I loved my little girl, Oh, oh, oh, oh. Well, gather round people let me tell you the story, the very first song I wrote. Well, gather round people let me tell you the story, the very first song I wrote. Well, I woke up late...