Hey little Missy
Don’t think we won’t miss you
When you go out on the road
When you go out on the road
I know half of the story
Has never been told

Well, I heard you’re going up in California
Oh don’t you think we won’t be praying for you
Oh don’t you think we won’t be praying for you
Oh we can’t do nothing but adore you

Hey little Missy
Don’t think we won’t miss you
When you go out on the road
When you go out on the road
I know half of the story
Has never been told