(Lyrics and music by Thomas C. Dilbeck)

I asked a little boy to call his daddy
He said he couldn't and sighed
And when I asked him what was wrong
Here's what the little boy replied.

My Daddy is only a picture,
In a frame that hangs on the wall
Each day I talk to my daddy,
But he never talks at all.

I tell him all of my secrets
And all of my little plans
And from the way he smiles at me,
I know he understands.

The angels took Daddy to heaven,
When I was just goin' on three
But I'll bet they never told him
How blue and lonesome we'd be.

I try to cheer up my mommie,
When the tears roll down her face
My daddy is only a picture,
But I'm tryin' to take his place.