Father's Day | Amy Speace

🎵 Father's Day | Amy Speace 🎵

Father's Day - Written by Amy Speace/Jon Vezner
Recorded Live June 16, 2022
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Lyrics:
Under the pines of West Virginia
Near Blackwater Falls
On a rainy morning
The photograph shows us all

That weekend in the summer
1972
Mom’s behind the camera
I was standing next to you
On Father’s Day

You built a small log cabin
West of Baltimore
In the woods where you’d been a forester
Before we were born

You’d drive us there on Fridays
After working late all week
And make up games to teach us names
Of trees down by the creek
Father’s Day

They tell us you are fading, you say “look, five fingers or a palm
It’s always the leaves that tell red maple, elm from vagabond
Keep talking of the trees, Dad
Your favorite one the beech, Dad
I’ll remember these, Dad

I wish I could go back there
In my dreams I go there still
When Mom snapped that picture
As we stood on that hill

I stared at the camera
Like I was trying to freeze the frame
Held tight to your hand
To make you stay
For another Father’s Day