The Song of the Year songwriting contest has awarded Carolyn Taylor-White – “Five Fingers” the Suggested Artist placement in the song contest. Song of the Year receives entries from all over the world and only the top songwriters receive a Suggested Artist placement in the songwriting competition. (Received this notice 10-23-2010)
I posted the lyrics to this song in the writer’s forum here on SongRamp and Ray Fontenault saw them, contacted me and joined us as co-writer, composing the ideal melody for it…he’s a real pro and Janice and I really enjoyed working with him. This is another reason why he’s a very deserving nominee for AOM, be sure to give his other songs a listen. Hope you like this father/son – generational storyline. :) Thanks, Carolyn
Demo production by Nashville Song Demo Studio, Frank Michels
Vocals by Clay Underwood
VERSE 1:
My daddy sat me down, said I’ll tell ya’ son There’s a lesson your grandpa taught when I was young He said try hard to remember And it’ll serve you well Someday you’ll pass it on To a young boy like yourself PRE CHORUS Daddy placed his hand on mine Started countin’ fingers one thru five CHORUS Said... When you get old enough to be A grown-up just like me You’ll be a lucky, lucky man If your friends fill up five fingers on one hand I know you think a hundred’s even better But you’re blessed when you can Count them on five fingers . . . my little man VERSE 2: We count them one by one on my tiny hand Each finger had a silly nickname for all my friends Through the years there were changes As playmates moved away Then others stepped right in To make a handful just the same PRE CHORUS Cause daddy placed his hand on mine Started countin’ fingers one through five REPEAT CHORUS BRIDGE Tonight my little boy curled up on my lap He placed his tiny hand in mine to count the friends he has One thru five, that’s right count then carefully FINAL CHORUS When you get old enough to be A grown-up just like me You’ll be a lucky, lucky man If your friends fill up five fingers on one hand I know you think a hundred’s even better But you’re blessed when you can Count them on five fingers . . .my little man . . .My little man