Story Behind The Song

I sat each Sunday at church and watched as a father physically walked his daughter into church. No complaints, just committed love. Not being a religious man other than being the "Pavlovs Dog" Sunday church goer, this man and his daughter brought a depth

Song Description

A young girl is born with palsy. Her father must do everything for her everyday. His efforts are seen each day as he helps her walk, both to fight the disease and to also give her some reasonable quality of life.

Lyrics

I woke up, on a holiday
I woke up in her little room
When I saw her face, I saw our days gone by
For it was here that she has lived
For it is here that she will die
And with my heart, I dedicate my time
Won't you walk for me
I will guide you along the way
But (And), will you walk to the hands of God before my time
When I came on in to pray, I had her right here by my side
Yes, my arms were tired and weak, but not my mind
And the congregation sang, they joined hands and shared my time
And as her hair fell on my face, I started to smile
Well old Sally she was sick, so I took the mantle down
Got her cleaned and robed and fed, and in our ride
Well the light, well it turned red, as the sweat fell from my face
Would the Lord lift up my soul for my darlin' child
Walk for me, you're my life, you're my child
Won't you walk for me
You're my life and you're my child
And we will walk to the hands of God and rest our time
Won't you stand for me
You're a witness to my life
And who will walk these miles for me, when it's my time