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We built him a mansion, he and I

day by day we built it there up in the sky

For God had taken Momma home

and Dad was left here  all alone

and he told me he was ready then to die

It was on a bleak and rainy night that Momma died

and in the days that followed, my daddy sat and cried

but then I came to live with him

and every so often, I would see a little grin

and it wasn't long before on me he relied

then one day, my daddy laughed out loud

and oh, I tell you, I felt so proud

and he'd tell me that I looked just like my Mom

then he'd break out singing old church songs

and he seemed to be happy all day long

and my world seemed so sunny

with no clouds

My Daddy was a christian through and through

and after a short while, he thought of many things

that he could do

in his wheel chair he would sit

and he's say he wasn't home sick yet

but if the Lord should call he'd be ready

tho the time, he didn't have a clue

but as the years rolled by, he grew more tired

and in the hear after, his mind was always mired

and he'd say to me, do you think it's ready

and I'd hold his hand so stready

and I would tell him

the crew that was to build his mansion

had not been hired

and he's just sat there in the chair

and I'd see his lonely smile

and I felt so sorry for him

and still I said that it would be a while

but he was lonelsome, for his soulmate she was gone

but still he lingered on

and to him the day's and month's seemed like ten thousand miles

Oh, I didn't like to hear him say it

because I couldn't let him go

my dearest little Daddy, and saddness for ihm, I couldn't show

and when he'd ask , do you think they've started

I couldn't think of him departed

and I'd tell him they

they hadn't bought the marble yet

and that sometimes they were very slow

and the weeks, they just rolled on by

and then sometimes, I'd hear his gentle sigh

and I could tell he was getting weaker every day

and I'd often hear him gently say

I'm so tired, do you think they'll start today

do you think they've started yet

and i'd say, well I just bet

they have the foundation down

and you will see it by and by

Well, we built his awesome mansion in the sky

his gold and marble home place there on high

and we put on all the frills and rails

used a lot of bolts and nails

but each time he'd ask, how's it coming

my heart just took off running

and I'd say, not finished yet

cause I just couldn't let my little daddy die

we then built all the walls

put in all the shower stalls

and we built those walls of marble oh so strong

and then we put the roof top on

but we put it up all wrong

well then we'd put it up again

and I'd hear him whisper, when

and I knew I couldn't put it off too long

So we continued to build there on clouds so high

and I laid the silver carpets by and by

they delivered his sparkling snow white robes

and his gleaming golden crown

both on a cloud of fluffy down

and I knew that it would not be very long

before he'd be going home

and I had to keep from crying

or at least give it a try

and when the last day came

I knew I'd nevr be the same

and I'd see that burning question in his eye

and as he lay there in the bed

with so many things unsaid

but all he wanted now was just to die

and then he started in to fret

and So I told him

they don't have the hqnd rails on the  steps

and then he seemed to sik so low

and I knew then that it was

time to let him go

it was the hardest thing that I had ever done

and so I leaned down to his ear

and I said, I think I just saw your mansion, just shining n the sun

and I said, why don't you go and see it, do you hear

and I saw a sweet smile cross his face

and I knew he'd run the race

and I knew that he had seen the angels light

and now he had gone on out of sight

then I laid my hand on Daddy's chest

for I knew he'd gone to heavens rest

and I knew that when He arrived

that they had recieved the very best

and I wept my tears of pain  

for I would never be the same

but I knew that Daddy was happy at long last

for when I said, you're mansion's done

he had left me oh so fast

So we built him there a mansion

brick by brick and stone by stone

and now he's there with precious Momma, and sweet Jesus

where the anels are at play all those long and golden days

and where I know he'll never be alone