FIVE FINGERS
© 2010 Carolyn Taylor White, Janice Hopkins, Ray Fontenault – BMI
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 (w/o “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
. . .My little man