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This is a lullaby for all parents who love their children.
It was, originally, an instrumental (no surprise, there). Special thanks to Fred S. for encouraging me to write the lyrics.
And thank YOU, Jim B. for the recording and hanging out with me. Cheers, compadre.
First time I’ve sung in decades. Not to be the last. Please be kind.
It was, originally, an instrumental (no surprise, there). Special thanks to Fred S. for encouraging me to write the lyrics.
And thank YOU, Jim B. for the recording and hanging out with me. Cheers, compadre.
First time I’ve sung in decades. Not to be the last. Please be kind.
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Lyrics
Foot of the Bed
by Bob Prince
When she was
much younger,
my little one
always used to say,
"Please hold me.
Tell a story",
until her
dreams took her away.
Gone are the days of my child's embrace
locked in my heart, now instead...
I'll be content if she asks me to
tell it from the foot of the bed.
And as the
years pass, I
know that
she'll have to close the door.
Young children
grow up and
don't ask
for stories, anymore.
Stars glowing softly like memories
tucked in a book that she's read.
So I sigh and I smile when she asks me to
tell it from the foot of the bed.
(Daddy...can you tell me a story? Please?)
© 2007 Bob Prince
by Bob Prince
When she was
much younger,
my little one
always used to say,
"Please hold me.
Tell a story",
until her
dreams took her away.
Gone are the days of my child's embrace
locked in my heart, now instead...
I'll be content if she asks me to
tell it from the foot of the bed.
And as the
years pass, I
know that
she'll have to close the door.
Young children
grow up and
don't ask
for stories, anymore.
Stars glowing softly like memories
tucked in a book that she's read.
So I sigh and I smile when she asks me to
tell it from the foot of the bed.
(Daddy...can you tell me a story? Please?)
© 2007 Bob Prince
Ed Hannifin
My son and I still read together at bedtime, but I have been put firmly in my place this year... I read MY book, he reads HIS book, though we do it together... From time to time, though, I get invited, as a special treat to ME, to read out loud again...
I love your guitar playing on this. The chord progression sounds nice, and the recording is clear. Your voice is very present in the headphone mix, in a nice way... I can't wait to hear more singing from you...
You brought a few tears with this one, Bob...
Ed