The Gift of a Song

by Ynana Rose

Genre: Folk/Acoustic

Lyrics

THE GIFT OF A SONG

Charlotte sits in a wheelchair by the door
Following the sun as it moves across the floor
When I play, her blue eyes come alive
She sings in perfect harmony, much to her surprise

When it’s time for me to leave, she takes my hand
I ask about the golden ring on her thumb fit for a man
She gets a faraway look in her eyes
?This is the wedding band of the only man I loved in my life.?

?Henry Jackson was my man, we had 20 years together
I see him every day but he never grows old
He sang ?Amazing Grace? in the sweetest tenor
I swear it feels like yesterday, but it was 40 years ago.?

Lately Charlotte?s sleeping more & more
Her head hangs low, she just stares at the floor
But she smiles when she hears my guitar strings
And says, “Play me something old time so I can hear my Henry sing.”

?Henry Jackson was my man, we had 20 years together
I see him every day but he never grows old
He sang ?Amazing Grace? in the sweetest tenor
I swear it feels like yesterday, but it was 40 years ago.?

We sing ?You Are My Sunshine? for when the nights are long
And ?Red River Valley? for all the days gone
I am a giver and receiver of the gift of a song

?Henry Jackson was my man, we had 20 years together
I see him every day but he never grows old
He sang ?Amazing Grace? in the sweetest tenor
I swear it feels like yesterday, but it was 40 years ago.?
I swear it feels like yesterday, but it was 40 years ago

? Ynana Rose 2017