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I was ridin' with my daughter
On our way back from Monroe
An' like children do,
She started playin' twenty questions,
But I never could've guessed one
Could touch me to my soul

She said, "Daddy, when we get to Heaven, can I taste the Milky Way?
"Are we goin' there to visit, or are we goin' there to stay?
"Am I gonna see my Grandpa? Can I have a pair of wings?
"An' do you think that God could use another Angel,
"To help pour out the rain?"

Well, I won't lie, I pulled that car right over,
An' I sat there on the shoulder tryin' to dry my misty eyes
An' I whispered: "Lord, I wanna thank you for my children
"'Cause your innocence that fills them often takes me by surprise."

Like: "Daddy, when we get to Heaven, can I taste the Milky Way?
"Are we goin' there to visit, or are we goin' there to stay?
"Am I gonna see my Grandpa? Can I have a pair of wings?
"An' do you think that God could use another Angel,
"To help pour out the rain?"

Well, I thought about it later on,
An' a smile came to my face
An' when I tucked her in to bed,
I got down on my knees an' prayed:
Lord, when I get to Heaven, can I taste the Milky Way?
I don't wanna come to visit 'cause I'm comin' home to stay.
An' I can't wait to see my family and meet Jesus face to face.
An' do you think, Lord, you could use another Angel
To help pour out the rain?

Mmmm, can I help pour out the rain?
Can I help pour out the rain?