Texty: Terry Allen. Little Sandy.

Little sandy, little sandy, little sandy outside
A cold wind blows but it's colder inside
You lay in your crib but no lights in your eyes
Little sandy, little sandy, little sandy outside

Jesus, He came on a hard winter's eve
And spread His dark wings over the breath that you breathe
An He stoled you to glory with Him to reside
Left me forever, little sandy outside

Little sandy, little sandy, little sandy outside
There's blood on my knees, my heart's open wide
I prayed you not leave me but no lights in your eyes
Little sandy, little sandy, little sandy outside
Little sandy, little sandy, little sandy outside