Here, Darcy, here's a letter from a guitar He
told me I should sing his song for you
I should say it is from him He'd like to tell
you where he's been
But daddy says it better when he sings Dear
Darcy, how's your mama?
Are you happy?
Can the guitar make a living where you are?
Your daddy's abandoned me I was just playing to
be free
But I still miss you listening to my string
Dear Darcy, can you see the wind blow by?
Covered up with snow like you'll look in any
diamond's eye
Dear Darcy, can you see the northern lights?
Dear Darcy, is it really mostly night?
Are you all right?
There's a letter on a table from a guitar To a
little girl who's gone four thousand
miles When she opens it she'll see
Ah, there's a full script just from me With all
the love a letter's line can bring
It'll say, Dear Darcy, do you miss me like I
miss you?
Are you old enough to know the way I feel?
Am I man enough to see how much in you there is
of me?
And do you still believe your daddy's real?
Do you still believe your daddy's real?